Room Of Roses

If I send a rose to you

for every time you make me blue,

You'd have a room full of roses.

If I sent a rose of white

every time I cried all night,

You'd have a room full of roses.

And if you took the petals

and took them all apart,

You'd be tearing at the roses

just the way you tore my heart.

If someday you're feeling blue

And you could send some roses, too,

Well, I don't want a room full of roses.

I just want my arms full of you.