Paper Roses

PAPER ROSES
Writers Fred Spielman, Janice Torre

I realize the way your eyes deceived me With tender looks that I mistook for love So take away the flowers that you gave me And send the kind that you remind me of Paper roses paper roses Oh how real those roses seem to be But they're only imitation Like your imitation love for me I thought that you would be a perfect lover You seemed so full of sweetness at the start But like a big red rose that's made of paper There isn't any sweetness in your heart Paper roses paper roses Oh how real those roses seem to be But they're only imitation Like your imitation love for me Like your imitation love for me