A Dozen Roses,
A dozen roses
A thousand tears
It makes me die when your not here
I think about how we used to be,
When I loved you and you loved me.
How we used to laugh when we would play,
It crosses my mind almost every single day.
A dozen roses
A thousand tears
It makes me die when your not here
I think about how we used to be,
When I loved you and you loved me.
How we used to laugh when we would play,
It crosses my mind almost every single day.
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