This is one of the first songs I ever wrote. I wrote something when I was five, but never finished it. Believe me, it wasn't great. This is the first complete set of lyrics that I have. I was also eight when I wrote this. I don't know why at eight I was writing about being sixteen. I always envisioned this as a country song.
Sixteen Roses
Sitting alone in my room.
With nothing else to do.
Parents gone for two week.
I hope they didn't forget me.
Sitting in my room crying myself to sleep.
Chorus:
Sixteen roses sitting on my chair.
Hoping someone would remember me.
Hoping someone would care.
It's no fun turning sixteen when no one is there.
Where's my party?
Where's my friends?
Where's my cake?
Where's my band?
I'm sitting in my room crying myself to sleep.
Chorus:
Sixteen roses sitting on my chair.
Hoping someone would remember me.
Hoping someone would care.
It's no fun turning sixteen when no one is there.
Candles burning bright.
Time is running out.
Hoping someone would hear me.
Hoping my dreams will be.
Chorus:
Sixteen roses sitting on my chair.
Hoping someone would remember me.
Hoping someone would care.
It's not fun turning sixteen when no one is there.
It's no fun turning sixteen when no one even cares.
No one even cares.
No it's no fun turning sweet sixteen when no one is there.
It's no fun turning sixteen when no one is there.
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