Rosewood Country Club Songtext
von Hyacinth House

The cigarette strikes your lips
As the horizon′s imploding light
On the terrace a mystic autumn wind
Is playing in your daughter's hair

She looks like a small Jesus
Eating ice from her painted coupe
She′s glowing like a legend
In her guatemala shoes

Proud to be caught up in your moment,
Proud to wear your name
Now she's taking demons,
Paying for your songs

Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream


Taking one more step
At the Rosewood Country Club

Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream

In the old paraffin kitchen
At the Rosewood Country Club

Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream

Taking one more step
At the Rosewood Country Club

Her voice clear as a crystal
Down the streets of fame
Blurry like a vision,
Crazy like a dream


Taking one more step
At the Rosewood Country Club