Chords Edguy - Thorn Without A Rose
Lyrics Edguy - Thorn Without A Rose
pretty sure it’s correct , after all the messed up versions . . .
it’s in a different key though , but as you might know , you can adjust that with the
function on the left side of the page .
Em
walking a lonely road in the dark
C
a scent of rain
Em
under wings of a clouded sky
C
is it a losing game
Am
running after pictures
Em
slowly slipping away
Am G
trying to take hold of a memory
Em
do you remember the days when forever
C
had only just begun
Em
you reach for the distance
C
and when you arrive the distance is gone
already gone
Am C Am C
withered roses in the rear view mirror
G
fade away and rain came late
Am
was it all worth it
C Am
when its all been proven just an illusion?
G
a distant memory for
( chorus )
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F Em
of a thorn without a rose
Em C
laid out of a hedge of thorns around my heart
C
pricking your fingers
Em
our reason and soul
C
tearing you and me apart
Am C Am C
bed of roses in the rear view mirror
G
it turns to thorns
G
to a bed of thorns
Am C Am C
i’d never known that dying embers
G
would hurt more than the blazing fire we lit
( chorus )
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F G
of a thorn without a rose
Am F
why do you think that you have lost
G
there ain’t nobody who has not
Am F
it ain’t right what i feel
G
i’ll been begging on my knees
Am F
for the sun to rise again – yeah
Em
for yours and mine
G
another time
( chorus )
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F G C G Am F
of a thorn without a roooooooooooose
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F Em
of a thorn . . . without a rose
pretty sure it’s correct , after all the messed up versions . . .
it’s in a different key though , but as you might know , you can adjust that with the
function on the left side of the page .
Em
walking a lonely road in the dark
C
a scent of rain
Em
under wings of a clouded sky
C
is it a losing game
Am
running after pictures
Em
slowly slipping away
Am G
trying to take hold of a memory
Em
do you remember the days when forever
C
had only just begun
Em
you reach for the distance
C
and when you arrive the distance is gone
already gone
Am C Am C
withered roses in the rear view mirror
G
fade away and rain came late
Am
was it all worth it
C Am
when its all been proven just an illusion?
G
a distant memory for
( chorus )
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F Em
of a thorn without a rose
Em C
laid out of a hedge of thorns around my heart
C
pricking your fingers
Em
our reason and soul
C
tearing you and me apart
Am C Am C
bed of roses in the rear view mirror
G
it turns to thorns
G
to a bed of thorns
Am C Am C
i’d never known that dying embers
G
would hurt more than the blazing fire we lit
( chorus )
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F G
of a thorn without a rose
Am F
why do you think that you have lost
G
there ain’t nobody who has not
Am F
it ain’t right what i feel
G
i’ll been begging on my knees
Am F
for the sun to rise again – yeah
Em
for yours and mine
G
another time
( chorus )
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F G C G Am F
of a thorn without a roooooooooooose
C Am
what’s gonna be left
F G
but a thorn without roses
C G Am F
tomorrow , in the palm of our hands
C Am
we’re gonna take hold
F Em
of a thorn . . . without a rose