Little Rose lyrics

Song information

Artist: Lucia
Album: From The Land Of Volcanos

Lyrics

Whisper in the morning
Little roselet
Crimson lips upon me
Meet skin on skin

Where does he come from
What kind of place
And what does he think of
Can barely read his face
Maybe he's, maybe he's dead

I lie quiet here crispy sheets shifting
Comfort can¹t find me
Cause i¹m an idiot
Maybe he¹s, maybe he¹s dead

What the angel fears
When darkness calls
Animal instinct interferes

It¹s all or nothing
All or nothing
Little rose
Little roselet
Little rose

I¹m glowing in the black light
Twitchy fingers cringe
How did we come to this
Shadows at night
Curious eyes

Closing me in
What do you want from me

The palest shards of winter sky
Freeze my one and only crime

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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