Yellow roses were you 

Yellow roses I loved you

Bright as the sun on a June afternoon

And just like summer you went to soon

Without any notice at all

Your bright beautiful petals began to fall

Wilting

Drying

Dieing

Sighing, I picked up the pieces

I began to plant again

New breed of roses

yellow roses used to have me Blushing 

Now orange roses have me gushing

Falling

Faster

Loving

Harder

The one, you, orange roses

Like a sunrise and set

You begin and end all of my days

yellow roses are you who wilt and fall away

But Orange Roses, Orange roses are here to stay

Sierra Young