Tytuł: Rose upon your pillow

• Wykonawca: Anita Lipnicka
• Wyświetleń: 311

  
   I put a rose
  Upon your pillow
  Where you rest your hair
  I felt kind of artificial, clumsy
  Putting it right there
  
  There's a rose
  Upon your pillow
  An open wound painfully sharp
  It's the perfect sign
  You never know how long it’s going to last
  
  Tell me, Will you come back?
  Oh, Dearest, I must go away
  Every time we hold each other
  This could be our final day
  
  There's a rose
  Upon our pillow
  Staring us in the face
  Telling us to do something
  Before it gets too late
  
  I stare
  At your pillow
  Where we lay side by side
  Tightly wrapped together
  Safe from the outside
  
  In the shadows
  Of early morning
  When the village is sound asleep
  In the silence
  Before the birds sing
  I can hear her gently weep