Sanoja: Dean Martin. Room Full Of Roses.
(Roses, roses)
If I sent a rose to you
For every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
If I sent a rose of white
For every time I cried all night
You'd have a room full of roses
If you'd took the petals
And you tore 'em all apart
You'd be tearing half the roses
Just the way you tore my heart
And if some day you're feeling blue
You could send some roses too
Well, I don't want a room full of roses
I just want my arms full of you
You'd have a room full of roses
You'd have a room full of roses
If you took the petals
And you tore 'em all apart
You'd be tearing half the roses
Just the way you tore my heart
And if some day you're feeling blue
You could send some roses too
But I don't want a room full of roses
I just want my arms full of you
If I sent a rose to you
For every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
If I sent a rose of white
For every time I cried all night
You'd have a room full of roses
If you'd took the petals
And you tore 'em all apart
You'd be tearing half the roses
Just the way you tore my heart
And if some day you're feeling blue
You could send some roses too
Well, I don't want a room full of roses
I just want my arms full of you
You'd have a room full of roses
You'd have a room full of roses
If you took the petals
And you tore 'em all apart
You'd be tearing half the roses
Just the way you tore my heart
And if some day you're feeling blue
You could send some roses too
But I don't want a room full of roses
I just want my arms full of you
Martin Dean
Martin Dean