Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bed of Roses, artist - Danse Macabre. Date of issue: 02.08.2001
Song language: English
Bed of Roses |
| Sitting here wasted and wounded |
| At this old piano |
| Trying hard to capture |
| The moment this morning I don't know |
| 'Cause a bottle of vodka |
| Is still lodged in my head |
| And some blonde gave me nightmares |
| I think that she's still in my bed |
| As I dream about movies |
| They won't make of me when I'm dead |
| With an ironclad fist I wake up and |
| French kiss the morning |
| While some marching band keeps |
| Its own beat in my head |
| While we're talking |
| About all of the things that I long to believe |
| About love and the truth and |
| What you mean to me |
| And the truth is baby you're all that I need |
| I want to lay you down in a bed of roses |
| For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails |
| I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is |
| And lay you down on a bed of roses |
| Well I'm so far away |
| That each step that I take is on my way home |
| A king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night |
| Just to see through this payphone |
| Still I run out of time |
| Or it's hard to get through |
| Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you |
| I'll just close my eyes and whisper, |
| Baby blind love is true |
| I want to lay you down in a bed of roses |
| For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails |
| I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is |
| And lay you down on a bed of roses |
| The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry |
| The barkeeper's wig's crooked |
| And she's giving me the eye |
| I might have said yeah |
| But I laughed so hard I think I died |
| Now as you close your eyes |
| Know I'll be thinking about you |
| While my mistress she calls me |
| To stand in her spotlight again |
| Tonight I won't be alone |
| But you know that don't |
| Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove |
| For it's you that I'd die to defend |
| I want to lay you down in a bed of roses |
| For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails |
| I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is |
| And lay you down on a bed of roses |