We both lie silently still in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together, we feel miles apart inside
Was it something i said or something i did
Did my words not come out right
Oh i tried not to hurt you, Oh i tried but i guess thats why they say
Every rose has its thorn, just like
every night has its dawn, just like
every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
I listen to our favorite song, playing on the radio, hear the
D.J. says loves a game of easy come and easy go. But I
wonder does he know, has he ever felt like this? And I
know that you'd be here right now if I
could only let you know some how, I guess
Every rose has its thorn, just like
every night has its dawn, just like
every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Though its been a while now I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you, the wound heals, but the scar,
that scar, that scar remains
I know I could've saved the love that night if I'd known what to say
Instead of making love we both made our seperate ways, Now I
hear you found somebody new and that I never meant that much to you. To
hear that tears me up inside and to see you cuts me like a knife. I guess
Every rose has its thorn, just like
every night has its dawn, just like
every cowboy sings a sad sad song
Every rose has its thorn