There are the roses and there are the thorns There's a time for happiness and there's a time to mourn There's a time to love then when love is faded and worn Oh oh instead of the roses there are the thorns
Once there was spring and the flowers were gentle and sweet I inhaled the goodness of love and my life was complete I reached for a rose and it's petals were crushed by my touch Oh oh i love too hard and the thorns are now hurtin' too much
Winter comes on with no mercy for those unpreapared Coldness creaps in on a heart that a dead love needs bared Loving too much leaves a wreckage like that of a storm Yes it does instead of the roses now i am holding the thorns
Roses and thorns so close together they grow Fladness and sadness emotiones that everyone knows When there is one the other can't be far behind oh no I've held the rose and the stem with the thorns is now mine
