Can I ask you a question please? Promise you won’t laugh at me. As twisted as it seems, I only fear love when it’s in my dreams. So let in the morning light and let the darkness fade away. Can you turn my black roses red? Drowning in my lonliness. How long must I hold my breathe.. So much emptiness inside; I could fill the deepest sea. It’s time to let your love rain down on me. Can you turn my black roses red?