Текст песни: Poison - Every Rose
we both lie silent and still in the dead of the night.although
we both lie close together, we feel miles apart in side.
was it something I said Or something I did, did my words not
come 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 a sad, sad song, every rose has
its thorn.
listen to our favorite song playing on the radio, and the dj
say loves a game of easy come and easy go, but I wonder does
he know has he ever felt like this, I know that youd be hear
right now if I could have let you know somehow,
I guess every rose has its thorn just like every night has its
dawn, just like every cowboy, sings a sad, sad song, every rose
has its thorn
Though its been awhile now I can still feel so much pain. Like
the knife that cuts you, the wound heals, but the scar, the scar
will remain.
I know I could have saved a love that night if I`d known what
to say, instead of making love we just made our seprate ways,
and now I hear ya found somebody new, and that I didn`t mean
that much to you
And to hear that tears me up inside and to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess thats why they say every rose has its thorn, just like
every night has its dawn, just like every cowboy sings a sad,
sad song. Every rose has its thorn.
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we both lie silent and still in the dead of the night.although
we both lie close together, we feel miles apart in side.
was it something I said Or something I did, did my words not
come 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 a sad, sad song, every rose has
its thorn.
listen to our favorite song playing on the radio, and the dj
say loves a game of easy come and easy go, but I wonder does
he know has he ever felt like this, I know that youd be hear
right now if I could have let you know somehow,
I guess every rose has its thorn just like every night has its
dawn, just like every cowboy, sings a sad, sad song, every rose
has its thorn
Though its been awhile now I can still feel so much pain. Like
the knife that cuts you, the wound heals, but the scar, the scar
will remain.
I know I could have saved a love that night if I`d known what
to say, instead of making love we just made our seprate ways,
and now I hear ya found somebody new, and that I didn`t mean
that much to you
And to hear that tears me up inside and to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess thats why they say every rose has its thorn, just like
every night has its dawn, just like every cowboy sings a sad,
sad song. Every rose has its thorn.
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