              Every Rose Has It's Thorn

We both lie silently still in the dead of 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. Well I try not to hurt you yeah I try. But I guess thats why the say every rose has it's thorn. Just like every night has it's dawn. And just like every cowboy sing his sad, sad song. Every rose has it's thorn. Yeah it does.

I listen to our favorite song. Playing on the radio.   I hear the dj say; Love is a game of easy come and easy go. But I wonder have he ever know? Have he ever felt like this? And I know i'd you be here right now, if I could have let you know somehow! Every rose has it's thorn. Just like every night has it's dawn. And just like every cowboy sing his sad, sad song. Every rose has it's thorn.

Thought it's been a while now, but I can fell so much pain. Like a knife cuts you the wound heals. But that scar, but that scar remains.

I know I could save the love right now if I know what to say... Instead of makin' love. We both made our saparate ways. But I know I hear you find somebody new. And that I never meand that much to you. And to hear that tears me up inside. And to see you cuts me like a knife.
Every rose has it's thorn. Just like every night has it's dawn. And just like every cowboy sing his sad, sad song. Every rose has it's thorn...

                              (L)

To My Simon Love you I wish you could see this

                                 <3

Annons

The photo has no tags

April 2011