Monday 4 February 2008 photo 3/3
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Monday 4 February 2008 photo 3/3
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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 might 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 grey. 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... I've been kissed by a rose on the grey, I've been kissed by a rose ...And if I should fall, at all 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.. Yes 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 grey, Now that your rose is in bloom. A light hits the gloom on the grey