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Bon Jovi
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Bed Of RosesMeð því að: Bon Jovi |
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Bon Jovi » Bed Of Roses |
Sitting here wasted and wounded At this old piano Trying hard to capture The moment this morning I don`t know
`Couse a bottle of vodka`s Still lodged in my head And some blond gave me nightmares I think that she`s still in my bed
As I dream about movies They won`t make of me when I`m dead
With an ironcast fist I wake up And french kiss the morning While some marching band keeps It`s own beat in my head while we`re talking
About all of the things That I long to believe About love and the truth And what you mean to me
And the truth is Baby you`re all that I need
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails I want to be just as close as The holy ghost is And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well I`m so far away That each step that I take is on my way home A king`s ransom in dimes I`d give each night Just to see trough this payphone
Still I run out of time Or it`s hard to get through Till the bird on the wire Flies me back to you
I`ll just close my eyes And whisper baby blind love is true
I want to lay you down......
The hotel bar hangover whiskey`s gone dry The barkeeper`s wig`s crooked And she`s giving me the eye I might have said yeah I learned so hard I think I died
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Now as you close your eyes Know I`ll be thinking about you While my mistress she calls me To stand in her spotlight again
Tonite I won`t be allone But you know that don`t mean I`m not lonely I`ve got nothing to prove For it`s you that I`d die to defend
I want to lay you down.....
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