Thorns Become a Rose
Chris Trapper
So here´s to the holidays
The train´s taking you away
I didnt have much to say
As I carried your bags
I´ll see you next time
Maybe in July
When it´s not so cold outside
When there´s not wind
Whipping your face
When you´re not a ghost in this place
So now go
So here´s to the holidays
Surprised that was me who´d stay
And the time we both swore someday
We would run out of
But a man who saw my girl
Who´s stuck into my soul
Gave me a son who became my world
An angel in the snow
Frozen like a rose
You taught me how to see where I´m going
Just walk slow
We believe in dignity and love and all its majesty
Where were supposed to be
When thorns become a rose
So let the thorns become a rose
Here´s to the holidays
When everything´s in its place
Well all figure out someday
There´s no time to waste
So if I could share my life
With you for just a night
I´ll try to be my best in your side
I´ll fill the room with love
And pour the coffee slow
And if it takes me all that I know
I´ll let go
We believe in dignity and love and all it´s majesty
Where were supposed to be when thorns become a rose?
So let the thorns become a rose
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