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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=100017" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cold Roses</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=100017" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The mirrors in the room go black and blue<br>On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes<br>We don't choose who we love<br>We don't choose<br>The lights over the Midway melt on the street<br>In a Sunday shoes, with her Saturday feet<br>She don't love who he choose<br>She don't need what she use<br>Daylight comes and exposes<br>Saturday's bruises and cold roses<br>Cold roses<br>Nothing but the sunlight will help you grow<br>From underneath your bed you can't see the window<br>We don't choose what we see<br>We don't choose<br>Fortunate and angry just like a child<br>All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time<br>We don't choose what we love<br>And she don't need what she got<br>Daylight comes and exposes<br>Saturday's bruises and cold roses<br>Cold roses<br>Cold roses<br>Cold roses<br>Cold roses</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ryan+Adams">Ryan Adams</a> - <i><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/" target=_blank>more quotes...</a></i></div>