8 Roses (Addison/ Singh) Night's falling on the off ramp Trucks roll by above me on the road And the sun is melting into the buildings Everybody's rushing to get on home Seems like I've been standing here for hours Hours longer than the good Lord should allow With a plastic bucket and some flowers Caughtup in your headlights now 8 roses 8 roses Red roses wrapped in cellophane I hate roses I hate roses But 8 roses Still remain I guess you're home by now from the hotel laundry I hope you didn't have to wait to catch a ride Did you bring the kids a little something from the kitchen And it's finally cooling off outside 8 roses 8 roses Red roses wrapped in cellophane I hate roses I hate roses But 8 roses Still remain Now why in the hell did we ever come here to the city I guess it's not like we left anything behind Since they took the farm it hasn't been that easy I guess we didn't have a choice this time But I wish I could be there, lying by your side But I'll be standing here till somebody buys 8 roses 8 roses Red roses wrapped in cellophane I hate roses I hate roses But 8 roses Still remain Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com