Marie Osmond - Paper roses

^GI realized the way your eyes ^D7deceived me With tender looks that I mistook for ^Glove So take away the flowers that you g^Cave me ^DAnd send the kind that you remind me ^Gof

Paper ^Croses ^Dpaper^G roses Oh how ^Amreal those roses ^Dseem to ^Gbe But they're ^Conly ^Dim-ita^G-tion Like your ^Amimitation ^Dlove for^G me

^GI thought that you would be a perfect ^D7lover You seemed so full of sweetness at the ^Gstart But like a big red rose that's made of ^Cpaper ^DThere isn't any sweetness in your ^Gheart

Paper ^Croses ^Dpaper^G roses Oh how ^Amreal those roses ^Dseem to ^Gbe But they're ^Conly ^Dim-ita^G-tion Like your ^Amimitation ^Dlove for^G me