Paper Rose (Marie Osmond)

Tác giả: Marie Osmond


I realized the way your eyes deceived me
with tender looks that i mistook for love
So take away the flowers that you gave me
And send the kindness that remind me of
Paper Roses
Paper Roses
Oh How real those roses seem to be
But they're only imitation like
your imitation love for me your pretty
lips look warm and so apealing they seem
to have the sweetness of a rose but
when you give a kiss there is no
feeling it's just a stiff and artificial rose
Paper Roses
Paper Roses
Oh How real those roses seem to be
But they're only imitation like
your imitation love for me
I thought that you would be a perfect lover
You seemed so full of sweetness at the start
But like a big red rose thats' made of paper
There isn't any sweetness in your heart.