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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,

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 grey.

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

I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,

...And if I should fall along the way

I've been kissed by a rose

...been kissed by a rose 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.

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

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 grey

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

Now that your rose is in bloom,

A light hits the gloom on the grave.

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