sábado, 6 de septiembre de 2008

Bed of Roses

Me encanta ésta canción que fue la que bailé con mi mujer el día de nuestra boda.

Sitting here wasted and wounded 

at this old piano 

Trying hard to capture 

the moment this morning I don't know 

'Cause a bottle of vodka 

is still lodged in my head 

And some blond gave me nightmares 

I think that she's still in my bed 

As I dream about movies 

they won't make of me when I'm dead 


With an ironclad fist I wake up and 

French kiss the morning 

While some marching band keeps 

its own beat in my head 

While we're talking 

About all of the things that I long to believe 

About love and the truth and 

what you mean to me 

And the truth is baby you're all that I need 


I want to lay you on a bed of roses 

For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails 

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is 

And lay you down on bed of roses 


Well I'm so far away 

That each step that I take is on my way home 

A king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night 

Just to see through this payphone 

Still I run out of time 

Or it's hard to get through 

Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you 

I'll just close my eyes and whisper, 

baby blind love is true 


I want to lay you down on a bed of roses 

For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails 

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is 

And lay you down on bed of roses 


The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry 

The barkeeper's wig's crooked 

And she's giving me the eye 

I might have said yeah 

But I laughed so hard I think I died 


When you close your eyes 

Know I'll be thinking about you 

While my mistress she calls me 

To stand in her spotlight again 

Tonite I won't be alone 

But you know that don't 

Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove 

For it's you that I'd die to defend 


I want to lay you down on a bed of roses 

For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails 

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is 

And lay you down on bed of roses

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