Sometimes a Rose and Sometimes a Thorn
She's sometimes a rose
She's sometimes a thorn
Sometimes the sun and sometimes the storm
Sometimes she questions and sometimes she knows
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
Sometimes she's good and sometimes she bad
She makes me complete
She's driving me mad
she's straight as an arrow then bent like a bow
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
She's shrouded in mystery...in mystical moans
She confounds and confuses
She's hot then she's cold
She's fire and smoke...in summer she snows
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
She's iron and ice
She's a friend and a foe
She's naughty and nice
She's a whirlwind that blows throuh my blood and my bones
Lost in her land I'm found where love flows
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
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