* We both lie silently still in the dead of the night/ Although we both lie close together/We feel miles apart inside/ Was it something I said or something I did /Did the words not come out right /Though I tried not to hurt you /Though I tried /But I guess thats why they say /Every rose has its thorn /Just like every night has its dawn /Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song /Every rose has its thorn /Yeah it does! /I listen to our favorite song playing on the radio /Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and easy go /But I wonder does he know /Has he ever felt like this /And I know that youd be here somehow /If I could have let you know somehow /I guess /Though its been a while now /I can still feel so much pain /Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals but the scar, that scar remains /I know I could have saved a love that night /If Id known what to say /Instead of makin love /We both made our separate ways /But now I hear you found somebody new and that I never meant that much to you /To hear that tears me up inside /And to see you cuts me like a knife /I guess