Coisas pensadas dentro da minha cabeça e que por falta de alguem por perto pra contar, vieram parar aqui
29 novembro 2005
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.
The more I get of you
Stranger it feels.
And now that your rose 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,
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 grey.
The more I get of you
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,
I've been kissed by a rose.
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
And if I should fall, at all.
I've been kissed by a rose
Been kissed by a rose on the grey.
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 grey.
The more I get of you
Stranger it feels.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
The more I get of you
Stranger it feels.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Eu te amo, muito.
Por Alice Paúl
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