Idioma Origen:
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea,
you became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
that when it snows,
my eyes become large and
the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you,
stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
so much he can say.
You remain,
my power, my pleasure, my pain, baby,
to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
that when it snows,
my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
...and if I should fall along the way.
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
so much he can say.
You remain
my power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
that when it snows,
my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
Idioma Destino:
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea,
you became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
that when it snows,
my eyes become large and
the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you,
stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
so much he can say.
You remain,
my power, my pleasure, my pain, baby,
to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
that when it snows,
my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
...and if I should fall along the way.
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
so much he can say.
You remain
my power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
that when it snows,
my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
a light hits the gloom on the grey.