Son Little

Hey Rose
There's a big brass band in the park today Those low notes speak what my mouth can't say Can I read your every letter, turn your every page? Can I hold you till these dark dreams fade? Hey, Rose Your soul is the picture But your body is the frame But the frame is exquisite (And you taste just like your name) I'll steer these wheels on down the road All night from New York to Ohio Can I drive you to California, fly you over Spain? Can I take you to the place where the dolphins play? Hey, Rose (Hey, baby) Hey, baby (Can you hear me?) Can you hear me, darling? (Hey, life saver) When you see it, baby (Hey, life saver) (Do us both a favor) Do us both for favor Stay while I rebuild the world... SongtexteOn paper, Rose Your soul is the picture But your body is the frame But the frame is exquisite (And you taste just like your name) We'll talk touch tones, no telephones I reach the front door, nobody's home Can I listen to your heartbeat, hear your every moan Can I stay right here in your garden, love? Hey, Rose Your soul is the picture But your body is the frame But the frame is exquisite And you taste just like your name Hey, Rose (Your soul is the picture) Your soul is the picture (And your body is the frame) But your body is the frame (But the frame is so exquisite) But the frame is exquisite (And you taste just like your name) Hey, Rose (Oh, your soul is the picture) Your soul is the picture (And your body is the frame) But your body is the frame (But the frame is so exquisite) But the frame is exquisite (And you taste just like your name) There's a big brass band in the park today Those low notes speak what my mouth can't say I indulge your every pleasure, engaged in lovers games Can I hold you till these dark dreams fade? Aus Songtexte Mania