There are the roses and there are the thorns   There's a time for happiness and there's a time to mourn   There's a time to love then when love is faded and worn   Oh oh instead of the roses there are the thorns      Once there was spring and the flowers were gentle and sweet   I inhaled the goodness of love and my life was complete   I reached for a rose and its petals were crushed by my touch   Oh oh I love too hard and the thorns are now hurtin' too much      Winter comes on with no mercy for those unpreapared   Coldness creaps in on a heart that a dead love needs bared   Loving too much leaves a wreckage like that of a storm   Yes it does instead of the roses now I am holding the thorns      Roses and thorns so close together they grow   Fladness and sadness emotiones that everyone knows   When there is one the other can't be far behind oh no   I've held the rose and the stem with the thorns is now mine      Roses and thorns so close together...