Lyrics:

When I was just a small child mama and daddy came to me
they sat me down and told me of the flowers my sister received
65 roses in yellow and red, made her so tired she had to stay in bed
I just couldn't believe the flowers my sister received
made it so hard for her to breathe
why does she have 65 roses
must be her birthday today
she must have been good to get 65 roses
why can't she come out to play

65 roses of yellow and red mad her so tired she had to stay in bed
I looked all around but I couldn't find
the 65 roses were on my mind

when I've grown up and i see that the only one thinking of roses was me
and the reason that the 65 roses came
was because I was to young to understand the name

65 roses, cystic fibrosis, made her so tired she had to stay in bed
65 roses cystic fibrosis i wish she had roses instead
65 roses cystic fibrosis i wish that she could come out to play
life one supposes is no bed of roses
I wish she had roses instead

wish she had roses instead (65 roses, cystic fibrosis)