sábado, 4 de febrero de 2012

Cada Rosa . . .



We both lie silently still
in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said
or something I did
Did my words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night
has its dawn
Just like every cowboy
sings his sad,
sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does
I listen to her favorite song
playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say love's a game of easy come and easy go
But I wonder
does he know?
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could let you know somehow
I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night
has its dawn
Just like every cowboy
sings his sad,
sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar will remain
I know I could saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways
and now I hear you found somebody new
and that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night
has its dawn
Just like every cowboy
sings his sad,
sad song
Every rose has its thorn

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