imelda may – roses lyrics
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who will throw me roses
at the final curtain call?
who will clap and stamp and chant
in an empty music hall?
i’ve lived every word i write
and acted up under overlights
but when you go home
arm in arm
i go back to an empty room
no afterglow
after the aftershow
the sacrifice
for art i suppose
it imitates life you see
limitates privacy
i try to give all of me
but hate the cold reality that
let’s me live out on the stage
my fantasy when what i really crave is
not ‘like’ from some
but love from one
so who will throw mе roses?
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