The lessonvikki carrthis is the lesson taught to mea long time ago at my mother's kneeshe said, someday someone who loves youwill make you crythough he loves you he'll hurt youtill you feel you could diebut if he says forgive meforgive if you canfor you are his womanand he is your manwhen you're looking for rosesthere are thorns you will meetand remember my childwithout any thorns the rose can't be sweetwell it's finally happenednow it's my turn to cryoh my darling you've hurt metill i feel i could diebut you're saying forgive meand i understand for i am your womanand you are my mandon't tell me about heartachei've cried my share of tearsi've had my share of rainbut after the stormno rain will appeari just know when you hold memy whole world is completeand the lesson is clearwithout any thorns the rose can't be sweetand the lesson is clearwithout any thorns the rose can't be sweet