A Gift Of Roses lyrics

Song information

Artist: Jethro Tull
Album: J-Tull Dot Com

Lyrics

I count the hours: you count the days
Together, we count the minutes in this passion play
Walk dusty miles. and I ride that train
On a first class ticket, just to be with you again

Picking up tired feet. back from a far horizon
Cleaned up and brushed down. dressed to look the part
Fresh from god's garden, I bring a gift of roses:
To stand in sweet spring water and press them to your heart

Like the kipling cat, I walk alone -
Never inviting trouble, never casting the stone
But this badge of honour is of tarnished tin
Lightyour guiding beacon to bring this fisher in

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