Tekst:
Alecia Nugent A Dozen White Roses

hope And a dozen white roses A bouquet wrapped up in ribbons and bows Too little, too late, I suppose But he clings to the last ray of hope And a dozen white roses

hope And a dozen white roses A bouquet wrapped up in ribbons and bows Too little, too late, I suppose But he clings to the last ray of hope And a dozen white roses