Rings and Roses

Are there rings around your roses Where you've held for such a time Did you finally start to notice They were wilting in their prime Could you count which feelings linger On a stem that's clearly worn Is it worth another finger Wrapped around another thorn If a draft came through this evening And our petals hit the floor Would it be enough to leave then Or would you miss it all the more oh In the morning we are faded Did you ever wonder why Or how different if we'd waited Or we'd ever really tried What's a garden to a mountain What's a mountain to a hare If you never think about it Was it ever really there Are there rings around your roses And again around your eyes It's so easy not to notice 'Till it's time to say goodbye oh