Tired roses call me to the well
Oh the stories they could tell
Pain and sorrow have become my friends
And it's time to make it end
When did love become my enemy
I weep beside an empty well
Did you ever hear my plea's
When did love become my enemy
Father father time
You must not tell
All the years I spent
Beside an empty well
When did love become my enemy
I weep beside an empty well
Did you ever hear my plea's
When did love become my enemy
Bmi copyright
By Kit Bradley and Roy August
Oh the woods you call today
So many miles I'll go away
Pine and cedar senses clear
Now it's time to leave from here
When did love become my enemy
I weep beside an empty well
Did you ever hear my plea's
When did love become my enemy
