Blue Rose Songtext
von Clive Gregson
Blue Rose Songtext
I remember a house with no name,
I remember a room with no view,
And a clock counting time as
its fingers flew round,
And the curtains that no light
shone through,
I remember the tone of your voice,
As you whispered that I′d better go,
I remember the sound
of my steps on your stairs,
And the footprints I left in the snow,
I wish I could find a Blue Rose,
I'd send it straight over to you,
For no bonny red flowers could
capture your heart,
The way that a Blue Rose would do,
If I knew the meaithig of Iife,
If I knew why
the wind of change blows,
And if I held the key to suecess
in my hand,
I would still want a single Blue Rose,
Oh, I wish I could find a Blue Rose...
I remember I tried to forget,
I remember I wasted my time,
I remember that walking away
on that night,
Was like Ieaving the scene of a crime,
I wish I could find a Blue Rose,
I′d send it straight over to you,
For no bonny red flowers could
capture your heart,
The way that a Blue Rose would do,
If I knew the meaithig of Iife,
If I knew why
the wind of change blows,
And if I held the key to suecess
in my hand,
I would still want a single Blue Rose,
Oh, I wish I could find a Blue Rose...
I remember a room with no view,
And a clock counting time as
its fingers flew round,
And the curtains that no light
shone through,
I remember the tone of your voice,
As you whispered that I′d better go,
I remember the sound
of my steps on your stairs,
And the footprints I left in the snow,
I wish I could find a Blue Rose,
I'd send it straight over to you,
For no bonny red flowers could
capture your heart,
The way that a Blue Rose would do,
If I knew the meaithig of Iife,
If I knew why
the wind of change blows,
And if I held the key to suecess
in my hand,
I would still want a single Blue Rose,
Oh, I wish I could find a Blue Rose...
I remember I tried to forget,
I remember I wasted my time,
I remember that walking away
on that night,
Was like Ieaving the scene of a crime,
I wish I could find a Blue Rose,
I′d send it straight over to you,
For no bonny red flowers could
capture your heart,
The way that a Blue Rose would do,
If I knew the meaithig of Iife,
If I knew why
the wind of change blows,
And if I held the key to suecess
in my hand,
I would still want a single Blue Rose,
Oh, I wish I could find a Blue Rose...
Writer(s): Clive James Gregson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com