paroles de chanson Winter Rose - Marco Benevento

I saw the teardrop hit the windowpane
Even though I know we need the rain
I thought the sun could pry me from this pose
Well, I was wrong about that

If every thorn came
With a winter rose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose

And while I slept away
They burned the city down
And I can read the panic in the braille
Even as my senses fail

If every thorn came
With a winter rose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose

If every thorn came
With a winter rose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose

If every thorn came
With a winter rose, there was something I suppose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose
If every thorn came
With a winter rose, there was something I suppose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose

If every thorn came
With a winter rose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose
If every thorn came
With a winter rose
Then everything was worth it
Yes, I suppose