but what blooms in the shade

Late September rose you can't grow here,
Now wash away the sweet words from your mouth,
Darling days are bleeding into tears,
Give me solitude, I need something new.

Trust me, when I say to go,
Cus you lost me and I just wanted you to know,
That I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so cold no,
O o there you go, my September rose.