Bed of Roses, Bed of Thorns by Betty Elders

Bed of Roses/Bed of Thorns

Last night a long cold wind did moan
I called your name and found you gone
This bed of roses feels more and more
Like a bed of thorns

Your words were cold as endless sleep
Looks like we're down to heartache deep
And this bed of roses feels more and more
Like a bed of thorns

My tears come down see how they fall (sweet petals fall)
One by one we count them all
This wounded love will make us pay
If we don't tear these thorns away

No heart can hide when you lose control
It's the darkest side of a lover's soul
Make your bed of roses feel more and more
Like a bed of thorns

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