ROSES WITHOUT REASON
Ty Smith 
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Come here, we need to talk
Where's the sugar without spice?
You think we're gliding on
When we're skating on thin ice.
Oh sigh if you must,
Even I can't help the way with us.

Sit down, go on relax
And manage a small smile,
You know I'm leaving
Afraid the damage lingers all the while.
Oh cry if you must,
Even I can't help the way with us.
I guess it's just the season when
We give roses without reasons again.

We give Roses Without Reasons,
Satisfaction without pleasin'.
I can't love you without teasin'
It's just as well we gave it our best try
'Cause perhaps those old red roses never die.

Goodbye, the time is now;
To run and take my leave.
I know just what you're thinking
And you've chosen not to believe
That I do love you,
And where I live is not above you.
I guess it's just the season when
We give roses without reasons again.


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