Blue Rose Songtext

von Lizz Wright

Blue as the crying sky
With no thorn no fistle
Only an opened face
Staring at the waking world
Maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine

Her arms streched wide
To resieve life
And her roots
Go deep into the black earth
For strenght
And she blooms
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine

She blooms while the people sleep
Only the travellers see her
To those who rise withe the new days sun
She is a closed mistery
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of wine
Oh maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine
Lost in a tangle of vine
Lost in a tangle of vine...