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I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too i felt nothing when your flood came down holding fast and made me wonder if the lights were on with my hands they never touched no ground well you're telling this in numbers of the many times you're gone i could lie, i don't give out forgiveness but sometimes it's just roses dying too young and you're fencing up the hours in the fields of red while you think i'm on a loveless straight and the letters from the lovers in the land gone wrong explanations always written late when you're telling curse to framing of the crying new bird song i could lie, i don't give out what's missing but sometimes it's just roses dying too young well your train of thought always passing here Letras de cancioneswell it's fallen babe in its broken gear it's the damn revelation blues when you see the path and you know you won't be the last oh lord, oh lord i was more than just a terror, i was crying too but you showed me in the gusts between that a wind is sometimes broken and it's flying back as the meaning or a ghost within well you're telling this and hiding well your feeling's wrong and i always want to bring you something but sometimes it's just roses dying too young well you're telling this and hiding that you're feeling's always wrong and i always want to bring you something but sometimes it's just roses dying too young From Letras Mania