Chamber Music Songtext
von Paolo Nutini

Sweet little Rosie, my softest machine
Bounces with me on my big trampoline
Childish and silly, we′re part of a team
Me and my Rose on my big trampoline

I was a shadow, I'd smoke and I′d sleep
Till you came and I opened like a flower to the heat
And now Rosie, she tells me of things that she's seen
With flowers in her hair on my big trampoline