(Bachman/Cummings)      Although I see her   She's baiting   Baiting      Although she's gone   She's waiting   Waiting      She brought me love and a yellow rose   I took her love and her yellow rose   Before the day ends the rose will die      She comes each day with the morning, morning   She leaves each night with the evening, evening      She brought me love and her yellow rose   I took her love and her yellow rose   Before the day ends the rose will die      And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more   I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die   Please come back without the rose      Although I see her   She's baiting   Baiting      Although she's gone   She's waiting   Waiting      She brought me love and a yellow rose   I took her love and her yellow rose   Before the day ends the rose will die      And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more   I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die   Please come back without the rose   Please come back without the rose