I made a lesson from a rose
I took her piece by piece
As petals hit my feet
And told her how she should smell
I know I meant her well

I made a lesson from a bird
I told him how he should fly
And after all my fancy words
He decided that life was on the ground

And I break it up in pieces when I love the way I want
I throw 'em up and tell him to fly but I break wings inside

My good friend
I'll be cheering
As you walk down the aisle, from better to best
And I'm hoping my good friend
When you find your better end
And it's not me, it's not me

A tree that I have only felled
Is one growing fine... a long way from hell
So I think it's better that I should stay behind
Walk ahead and see teh beauty innocentof me... without me

My good friend
I'll be cheering
As you walk down the aisle, from better to best
And I'm hoping my good friend
When you find your better end
And it's not me, it's not me