The Cranberries Roses

Life is no garden of roses More like a thistle in time Sailing past Waiting for no one this time Sailing fast Waiting for no one this time Now that you ve killed me with your eyes, Why did you push me away How will i make it without you How will i go on my way Everything feels cold in the winter Everything feels cold. .. Life is a garden of roses Roses just wither and die Now that you ve killed me with your eyes, Why did you push me away How will i make it without you How will i go on my way Life