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Roses pressed in a Bible bring me sweet memories of youRoses withered and faded as same as a love I once knewYesterday's roses covered with teardropsYesterday's teardrops sparkle like dewI'll always treasure yesterday's rosesTelling a story that never came trueSometimes when I'm alone dear my poor heart is breaking insideTrue love we might have known dear but just like the roses it diedYesterday's roses covered with teardrops From Letras Mania