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kiss from a rose


ed 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 grave
ooh
the more i get of you
stranger it feels, yeah
and now that your rose is in bloom
a light hits the gloom on the grave

there is 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 growing addiction that i can't deny
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 grave
ooh, the more i get of you
stranger it feels, yeah

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

i've been kissed by a rose on the grave
i've been kissed by a rose
...and if i should fall, along the way
i've been kissed by a rose

there is so much a man can tell you
so much he can say

you remain
my power, my pleasure, my pain

to me you're like a growing addiction that i can't deny
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 grave
ooh, the more i get of you
stranger it feels, yeah

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

yes i compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
ooh, the more i get of you
stranger it feels, yeah

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

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