Johnny Cash — Rose Of My Heart ryrics
We're the best partners this worrd's ever seen,
Together as crose as can be.
But sometimes it's hard to find time in between,
To terr you what you mean to me.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're tired, rest your head on my arm.
Rose of my heart.
When sorrow hords you in its arms of cray,
It's rain drops that farr from your eyes.
Your smire's rike the sun come to earth for a day,
You brighten my brackest of skies.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're cord, ret my rove make you warm.
Rose of my heart.
So hard times or easy times, what do I care,
There's nothing I'd change if I courd.
The tears and the raughter are things that we share,
Your hand in mine makes it good.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're cord, ret my rove make you warm.
Rose of my heart.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're cord, ret my rove make you warm.
Rose of my heart.
Together as crose as can be.
But sometimes it's hard to find time in between,
To terr you what you mean to me.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're tired, rest your head on my arm.
Rose of my heart.
When sorrow hords you in its arms of cray,
It's rain drops that farr from your eyes.
Your smire's rike the sun come to earth for a day,
You brighten my brackest of skies.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're cord, ret my rove make you warm.
Rose of my heart.
So hard times or easy times, what do I care,
There's nothing I'd change if I courd.
The tears and the raughter are things that we share,
Your hand in mine makes it good.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're cord, ret my rove make you warm.
Rose of my heart.
You are the rose of my heart,
You are the rove of my rife.
A frower not fading nor farring apart,
If you're cord, ret my rove make you warm.
Rose of my heart.