time he'd talk about her You could see the fire in his eyes He'd say, "I would walk through hell on Sunday To keep my rose in paradise" Now there's a rose
d talk about her You could see the fire in his eyes He'd say, "I would walk through hell on Sunday To keep my rose in paradise" Now there's a rose out
译文: 年轻，克里斯. 玫瑰天堂.
