Paper Roses

Anita Bryant

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 seemed 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