Talking 'bout Roses

There's something new
in this old morning
nothing to say
I was lucky for once
No reason for me to be.
Someone else sat there before you
Never been as subtle as they wanted me to be
What did you hear about me

You kept on talking about roses
You kept on talking about roses

There's something you said;
'bout the lock on the door;
when you kiss me once more.
This is
something new.
While the dog barks ahead,
you wipe out the clouds
close around my head.
There are colors from rainbows
straps on my back,
you repeat all the jokes
I once told you in bed.
There is nothing more
that we're wishing for.

You kept on talking about roses
You kept on talking about roses
You kept on talking about roses
You kept on talking about roses



Credits
Writer(s): Marten A Jeninga, Martijn G H Smits
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