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Title: BED OF ROSES
Artist: JON BON JOVI
Album: CROSSROAD
Track: 17


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 have 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 beats 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 down on a bed of roses for tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is...
...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 give 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
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...