BED OF ROSES

Oh here it comes again...pain The one I felt before... always the same I try to escape but it's always there Calling, clawing, waiting everywhere I go Oh here it comes again And through my bitter heart it spreads Warm is the hold, cold is the kiss I just don't know what it's all about All my life I spent to heal We burn on a bed of roses See the pain release it's flames in cinnamon and gold We burn on a bed of roses It cuts out hearts... with the sweetest sound I just don't know what it's all about All my life I spent to heal We burn on a bed of roses See the pain release it's flames in cinnamon and gold We burn on a bed of roses It cuts out hearts, cuts apart We burn on a bed of roses See the pain release it's flames in cinnamon and gold We burn on a bed of roses It cuts out hearts... with the sweetest sound