Lyrics This Room - Roses Gabor

This Room

Snow on windows, cold in my hand
Morning dishes wasn’t the plan
But late kisses with you
On a bed of brand new
We’ll forget we were here and in this room
With a heat on our hands that escaped too soon
Making me a melody, you write to
We’ll forget we were here and on this page
With a heat on our hands that can’t be erased
Making me a melody, you write to
Major delays makes the mind run
From one thought what next is to be done
But late kisses with you
On a bed of brand new
We’ll forget we were here and in this room
With a heat on our hands that escaped too soon
Making me a melody, you write to
We’ll forget we were here and on this page
With a heat on our hands that can’t be erased
Making me a melody, you write to
Sing to the blues
Remind me of you
A promise brand new
Making me a melody you write to
We’ll forget we were here and in this room
With a heat on our hands that escaped too soon
Making me a melody, you write to
We’ll forget we were here and on this page
With a heat on our hands that can’t be erased
Making me a melody, you write to