Roses کے بول

You said: Nothing lasts forever I can't argue with that Easy to claim when you're a cynic And all you offer is a hand Not all thorns will prick you You still feel the first And now you don't grow roses 'Cause the one still hurts I wanna be the one I wanna be the one Maybe there's no great love I'm looking out for In the vast spoils of everything I've got nothing much to offer But I feel richer than a king Not all thorns will prick you You still feel the first And now you don't grow roses Because the one still hurts I wanna be the one I wanna be the one I wanna be the one I wanna be the one I wanna be the one I wanna be the one I wanna be the one