Roses and Thorns

(Naomi Martin)

Jeannie C. Riley



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 its 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.



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...