We both lye silent and still in the dead of the night,
We both lye close together we feel miles apart inside,
Was it something I said or something I did?
Did my words not come out right?
Though I tried not to hurt you thought 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 a favorite song on the radio,
Yeah the DJ said love is a game 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 ,
But if I could have let you know some how,
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 awhile now I can feel so much pain,
Like a knife that cuts in a wound but the scare remains,
I know I could have said no that night if i'd known what to say,
Instead of makin love we both made a serious mistake,
And now you found sombody new,
And I never ment that much to you,
To hear that your so undicided ,
To see you cuts me like a knife,
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...
