Tuesday, March 10, 2009

A Kiss From A Rose

There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea... You became the light on the dark side of me... Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill... But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and, The light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, The more I get of you, Ooh... Stranger it feels, yeah. And now that your rose is is in bloom. A light hits the gloom on the grey. There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say. You remain, you....... My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby... To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.. yeah. Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby? But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, the more I get of you the stranger it feels, yeah stranger it feels... 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, And if I should fall, at all I've been kissed by a rose. There is so much a man can tell you, there's so much he can say. there's so much inside. You remain... My power, my pleasure, my pain.

2 comments:

underdog said...

My Love is a red,red rose
born anew each Spring.
She holds me in her heart
and teaches me to sing!

Anonymous said...

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