CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Garden Of Love
If God made little roses
Of heartbroken blue
I'd wear one at my collar
To remind me of you
If God made little flowers
In the color of tears
They’d grow up 'round my doorway
And bloom through the years
Pretty roses, like the blue of the bud
Pretty flowers, my garden of love
You left my heart's tender garden
With the blues falling down
For when your love had faded
The briars twisted ’round
Pretty roses, likе the blue of the bud
Prеtty flowers, my garden of love
Of heartbroken blue
I'd wear one at my collar
To remind me of you
If God made little flowers
In the color of tears
They’d grow up 'round my doorway
And bloom through the years
Pretty roses, like the blue of the bud
Pretty flowers, my garden of love
You left my heart's tender garden
With the blues falling down
For when your love had faded
The briars twisted ’round
Pretty roses, likе the blue of the bud
Prеtty flowers, my garden of love
