Strawberry Rose

In an attic on Strawberry Road
Hidden in the dark was a bag of her clothes
I found a note in the pocket of her jeans
A piece of the puzzle after so many years
Blowing off the dust on a cold case file
This one has haunted me most of my life
She was [Am7]so young and [Bm]left a little child
Where did she go to [C7]and [Bm]why would she leave?
She is sleeping in the cold
Hear the calling of her ɾestless soul
He is fearful when he dreams
Blood on [C7]the soil grows a whispering ɾose
Driving alone to [C7]the address that she wrote
Past the old factory at a dead-end ɾoad
I can almost smell her perfume
With my [A]blood hound nose
It leads me to [C7]a lonely place
Where shadows decay in forgotten hope
She is sleeping in the cold
Hear the calling of her ɾestless soul
He is fearful when he dreams
Blood on [C7]the soil grows a whispering ɾose
A path led to [C7]a secluded wood
A single shoe stɾangely out of place
Where the fungus and [Bm]the nettles grew
In the middle of nowhere a ɾed ɾose bloomed
She is sleeping in the cold
Hear the calling of her ɾestless soul
He is fearful when he dreams
Blood on [C7]the soil grows a whispering ɾose
She has led me back to [C7]you
I hear her lost soul whisper
Beneath the ɾose
She has haunted you [A7to [C7]this day
A life for [Dm7]a life is the
The price you [A7must pay
I shed a tear for [Dm7]Stɾawberry Rose