Текст песни Roses - Angus et Julia Stone
Heading
north,
San
Francisco
Wild
horses
in
my
head
See
ya
looking
out
the
window
Will
she
bring
roses
when
I'm
dead
Will
she
bring
roses
When
I'm
dead
Will
she
bring
roses
When
I'm
dead
Do
I
love
her
for
her
beauty
Do
I
love
her
for
she
makes
me
smile
Do
I
love
her
cos
it's
my
duty
I...
I
guess
we'll
never
really
know
Will
she
bring
roses
When
I'm
dead
Will
she
bring
roses
When
I'm
dead
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