Sunday, April 17, 2011

Mental Jabber: Kiss From A Rose ( Favorite Song ) (Seal's lyrics)

Kiss From A Rose ( Favorite Song ) (Seal's lyrics)


"Kiss From A Rose"

There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the fall on the sinister face of me.
Love remained a drug that's the heights and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become heavy and
The spark that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The unknown it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
There is so often a man can say you,
So often 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 assure me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become great and the spark that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The unknown it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray,
I've been kissed by a rose on the gray,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the gray,
...And if I should pass on the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the gray.
There is so often a man can say you,
So often 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 assure me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become great and the spark that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The unknown it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you
The unknown it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the gray
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.

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