Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Kissed by a Rose

there, used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
you became, the life on the dark side of me
love remained - a drough as the high mountain appeared

but did you know
that when it snows
my eyes become alive
and the light that you shine can be seen

baby, i compare you
to a kiss from a rose on the grey
oooh the more i get of you
the stranger it feels yeah

and now that your rose is in bloom
a light hits the gloom on the grey

there's so much a man can tell you
so much he can say
you remain
my power
my pleasure
my pain

baby, to me you're like a grown addiction
that i cant deny

wont you tell me
is that healthy baby

but did you know that when it snows
my eyes become alive and
the light that you shine can be seen

baby i compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
oooh the more i get of you
the stranger it feels yeah

and now that your rose is in bloom
a light hits the gloom on the grey

i've been kissed by a rose on the grey !

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