Primitive Rose

She's got something I can't see
But I can smell it right next to me
Need a place to rest my head

Sweet sweet dew on the pedals of her
Primitive Rose
Sweet sweet dew on the pedals of her
Primitive Rose

Taste the ground now where it grows
Taste the dew and smell the rose
Ain't no place I'd rather be

In the garden of her sweet sweet
Primitive Rose
In the garden of her sweet sweet
Primitive Rose

I can see them quivering
As I gently blow on them
I can't see a thing from here

But I need no eyes to know her
Primitive Rose
But I need no eyes to know her
Primitive Rose
But I need no eyes to know her



Credits
Writer(s): Kurt Hagardorn
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