Cold Roses

Cold Roses Lyrics

Song Cold Roses
Artist Ryan Adams & The Cardinals
Album Cold Roses
Download Image LRC TXT
作词 : Ryan Adams/J.P. Bowersock/Cindy Cashdollar/Brad Pemberton/Catherine Popper
作曲 : Ryan Adams/J.P. Bowersock/Cindy Cashdollar/Brad Pemberton/Catherine Popper
The mirrors in the room go black and blue
On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
We don't choose who we love
We don't choose
The lights over the Midway melt on the street
In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet
She don't love who she choose
She don't need what she use
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday's bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow
From underneath your bed you can't see the window
We don't choose what we see
We don't choose
Fortunate and angry just like a child
All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time
We don't choose what we love
And she don't need what she got
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday's bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
zuo ci : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper
zuo qu : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper
The mirrors in the room go black and blue
On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
We don' t choose who we love
We don' t choose
The lights over the Midway melt on the street
In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet
She don' t love who she choose
She don' t need what she use
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday' s bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow
From underneath your bed you can' t see the window
We don' t choose what we see
We don' t choose
Fortunate and angry just like a child
All that money buys you medicine but can' t buy you time
We don' t choose what we love
And she don' t need what she got
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday' s bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
zuò cí : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper
zuò qǔ : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper
The mirrors in the room go black and blue
On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes
We don' t choose who we love
We don' t choose
The lights over the Midway melt on the street
In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet
She don' t love who she choose
She don' t need what she use
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday' s bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow
From underneath your bed you can' t see the window
We don' t choose what we see
We don' t choose
Fortunate and angry just like a child
All that money buys you medicine but can' t buy you time
We don' t choose what we love
And she don' t need what she got
Daylight comes and exposes
Saturday' s bruises and cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
Cold roses
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