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 it's thorn.
Just like every night has it's dawn.
Just like every cowboy sings a sad...sad song
Every rose has it's thorn."
I listen...
A favorite song playen' on the radio.
Yeah...the Dj says...
"There's a game of easy come...and easy go."
But I wonder...does he know?
Has it ever felt like this?
And I know that you'd be here...right now.
If...I could have let you know somehow.
I guess.
Every rose has it's thorn.
Just like every night has it's dawn.
Just like every cowboy sings a sad...sad song.
Every rose has it's 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 remains.
I know I could have saved a love that night.
If I'd know what to say.
Instead of making love...
We both made a seprate ways.
And now I hear...ya found someone new.
And that I...I...never ment 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 it's dawn.
Just like every cowboys sings a sad...sad song.
Every rose has it's thorn.
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"Love is like a rose...
when you have it in your grasp...
you have to bare the thorns."
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