Smell The Roses

There are no guarantees
Don't know what tomorrow brings
Though our promise is weed
Oh, we know what will be, will be

So I stop and smell the roses
And I look up at the sky
For every door that closes
I find a chimney I can climb
Find a window open wide

Be forever optimistic
And crawl against the tide
Walk a hot coal, you don't get blisters
'Cause it's all inside your mind
Blind eyes are only for tonight

There are no guarantees
Don't know what tomorrow brings
Though are promise is weed
Oh, we know what will be, will be

So I stop and smell the roses
And I look up at the sky
And for every door that closes
I find a chimney I can climb
Find a window open wide

And for every door that closes
I find a chimney I can climb
Find a window open wide