Lyrics:
the fall of your eyes
That the sun rose in the west
If I had known before I courted
That love was such a killing thing
I'd lock my heart in a box
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
us free to worship you
Crucified for all mankind
Sent to the grave but rose again
And liberate us from sin and shame
Though undeserving, your grace
battles he'll fight
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died, but he rose on the third day
That's why I have
rose in glorious life
Forever seated high
I believe in God our Father
I believe in Christ the Son
I believe in the Holy Spirit
Our God is three in
Pick your poison pick the truth
Pick the scabs off from your pure youth
Eat your roses bite your flower
More thorns more pain more power
I did it
when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale
Tells his fairytale
Of paradise, where roses grew
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it
He would spend it on the ponies,
He would spend it on the girls,
Buy his mother gin and roses
For her poor old henna'd curls.
And when his wife
simple pleasure
like a crack in the fog
You may serve them roses
you may serve their delight
but when the working day closes
I sing you sweetly
is real
Long stem roses are the way to your heart
But he needs to start with your head
Satin sheets are very romantic
What happens when you're
don't need them
Been looking for a soul to save but mine's already gone
Running through roses but the cameras hide
All of these poses with thorns in my
things have gotta be
I gotta new rose ,i got her good
Guess I knew that I always would
I cant stop,to mess around
I gotta brand new rose in town
See
ਵਾਲੀ ਬਾਤਾਂ ਦਸ ਪਾਵੇਂਗਾ
ਪ੍ਯਾਰ ਵਾਲੀ ਬਾਤਾਂ ਦਸ ਪਾਵੇਂਗਾ
ਅਖਾਂ ਨੂ ਅਖਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਭਰ ਕੇ
ਹੋ red rose ਦੀ ਨੀ ਗਲ ਸਰਦਾਰ ਜੀ
ਪ੍ਯਾਰ ਕਰਿਓ ਜੀ ਦਿਲ ਭਰ ਕੇ
ਹੋ red rose ਦੀ ਨੀ ਗਲ ਸਰਦਾਰ
Cause she knew that it was her that he was always fighting for
She brings him spanish roses
Cause she can still remember
All of the spanish roses
Her
as hardcore, oh yeah, either or
Look at the spin chief, battered and broken
Clutching a plastic rose
We're all in the downpour you carry around for
Oh, when I turned five
I got a piece of cake,
The corner with the rose.
I leaned in close,
And I told him
That I loved him,
And he ran.
It
He pours the wine into his coffee cup
His gin has dropped
It's time to pick it up
Too fed, he rose out of his bus and left
Tearin slow he's
Somewhere in a scrapbook
There's a rose you gave to me
And a photograph that's torn in half
And all that's left is me
And happily ever after
yourself
And carry on in that dark house.
The way light shined us then,
I think about it now and then,
The way the night fell on us next-
I am handed roses
soleil bien trop grand pour moi
C'est le jeu de ma vie
Je veille sur celle qui m'a tout appris
Je la regarde marcher de dos
Le rose de l'été sur sa
Vous qui faites l'amour aux roses de l'été
Comme des violons sur l'Atlantique
Qui chanteraient la "Fantastique"
Le vent qui hurle sur la mer
À des
eye-shade
In the fall of all power
Rose a clear alchemy
Of green eye-shade
And he who was ruling
Is no more returning
A splint in the temper
A bloom
the thorn in every rose you give
Sin my woe, I am the nightmare waking you up
From the dream, the dream of love
And paint you my soul, scarred and alone
Move aside,
And let the man go through.
Let the man go through.
If I stole
Somebody else's wave
To fly up.
If I rose
Up with the avenue
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