poses You still can't touch my roses I touch roses I touch roses I touch roses I touch roses If you think I'm magical 'Cause roses bloom with my touch
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come
were you in our lean hour) Milking your moustache? Or grinding a flower? I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower. I want roses in my
I don't love you anymore Trouble is I don't love you any less I don't love you anymore... Trouble is I don't love you any less LONELY KNOW MY SECRET
selves. Of course I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same
you in our lean hour) Milking your moustache? or grinding a flower? I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower. I want roses in my garden
