THE CARDS: Bum bum bum bum Painting the roses red We're painting the roses red We dare not stop or waste a drop So let the paint be spread! We're painting
When I'm a million miles away There's so much I want to say Oh, I wish that you were here babe Now I got a feeling coming on I've been away for much too
each night i close my eyes and wonder what will come of me in days to follow / i lay awake and after countless hours, i just can't think straight / turn
(Verse 1) I'd been so strong for so long I could handle everything Now that you've gone through that door, I can't see anything Oooooohh I swallow my
There you are With your light brown hair Apologize cuz all that I did was stare And no im not a creeper I swear that im a keeper Im just glad you noticed
bucket full of tears babe you know im here im here waiting just close ur precious eyes and just realize im still fighting for you to be with me sit
You are a star And I'm just a nobody You're not just a girl You are a somebody And I wanna be That someone for you You cast your spells I watch in the
Verse 1: I'll hold the door Please come in and just sit here for a while. This is my way of telling you I need you in my life. It's so cold without your
My life is a moving picture The moon and the stars just ain't enough I'm feeling so cold and reckless I can't keep on living without your touch Do you
I want some red roses for a blue lady Mister Florist, take my order please We had a silly quarrel the other day I hope these pretty flowers, chase her
RED ROSES FOR A BLUE LADY Writers Sid Tepper, Roy Brodsky I want some red roses for a blue lady Mister florist take my order please We had a silly quarrel
Red roses just won't work now Here we go us again You've been gone and here you stand With a dozen, 'I'm sorry's' in your hand Victim of your potent
Roses of red fall on my head He smiled then turned away Roses of red grow in my heart They bloom when he passes me by 'Cause he he makes me happy and
CHORUS: Rose rosse per te, ho comprato stasera e il tuo cuore lo sa.. cosa voglio da te. D'amore non si muore e non mi so spiegare.. perche muoio per
No se que de mi tu pienses no se ni donde empezar la amistad que hemos tenido para mi es algo mas Dentro de mi ha crecido una gran necesidad de tenerte
Rosas, rojas tibio vino amargo rosas rojas la desidia y el placer imagine que te tenia otra vez como entonces empapado de rocio toda la noche esperame
I want some red roses for a blue lady Mister florist take my order please We had a silly quarrel the other day I hope these pretty flowers chase her blues