The Rocket Summer - Roses Lyrics
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Roses
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What Are The Lyrics For Roses By The Rocket Summer?
Can you see the air change?
Can you see when a heart breaks? I know that both do have been But all I want is faith Cause I can feel this So much so I believe it But still there is a struggle And all I want is faith And I believe I'll move the mountains, I think Or maybe I'll drown in the sea Keep holding on All I got is holding onto these roses The thorns will keep on digging But my soul believes, please So here I breathe In oxygen I can't see The oxygen that keeps me Alive and wary Oh, yes, I do perceive That like a bird's got provision and sanctuary You do this even more so for me But all I want is faith And I believe I'll move the mountains I think Or maybe I'll drown in the sea Keep holding on All I got is holding onto these roses The thorns will keep on digging But my soul believes Places, seasons, millions of pieces Together and all alone Needing, repeating, living and bleeding Lost in the cohesion Stagnant or will I run? Give up or will I run Into arms that are open? Get rid of all the fear I know that you are here Keep holding on All I got is holding onto these roses The thorns will keep on digging But my soul believe, I see And it's reminding me That the thorns you wear Is love that we must share |
Who Wrote Roses By The Rocket Summer?
Stephen Avary
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What's The Duration Of The Roses By The Rocket Summer?The duration of Roses is 3:46 minutes and seconds. |
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