If I had a million roses,
I would give you one each day.
Just to show how much I love you,
In my own romantic way.
I would kiss you every morning,
Soft and gently upon your cheek.
And place one of my million roses,
On your pillow as you sleep.
I would turn around a look at you,
Sleeping peacefully in your bed.
Then I’d creep back and kiss you one more time,
On your soft and smooth forehead.
I’d handle everything life throws at me,
Throughout that day I’d take the pain
Because I’d know it just was a matter of time,
Till I got to be with you again.
That’s how I’d start to spend my roses,
999,999 roses left to go.
Leaving you one each morn upon your pillow,
Sign of my love too you I’d show.
So could you offer me a million days?
As one opens another closes.
And eventually I would give to you,
My entire Million roses.
“I was very sad and heartbroken by the death of my uncle, but reading the fine words that you wrote on my wall I felt some relief. I thank the Lord for helping me find comfort and every one of you for joining me at this very sad time. “
“Someone very special was gone forever from this world and I feel an immense pain, however with your display of affection and affection you have made my heart rejoice. I am grateful to all of you for your special messages that have helped me find peace and tranquility I needed. “
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There’s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an Angel fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference, escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of an Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
You’re in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
