Eliza Rickman - Coming Up Roses | Текст песни

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Lover of mine
Hand over the key
The teeth have all been gone
And darling do you find you’re cutting my bones with
Words you won’t say
Hands you don’t hold

Better the last time
Sweeter than this time
See that you’re older still
Would turn you around
Pushing you down
My lips are in bloom
Fighting your frown

Tell me your secrets I’ll ask you no questions
Braving your mountain top
When I’m around you
When I’m allowed to
Taking my my chances
I’d make a fortune

I love you
I love you
The darkest part of you
Writing the sweetest song
Drop down from the ledges
Hand over defenses
I’m longing to see you
Through white picket fences

If God kept his promise
I’d tip-toe through tulips
Gather your loss again
Jump over your hedges
Stand under your branches
We’re coming up roses
Coming up roses indeed

Is patience a virtue
Waiting what fools do?
Momma would never tell
But the sun would drop home
It’s cutting my bones with
Cases of stone
From a heart made of gold

Return to the last time
Sweeter than this time
Tugging against my will
To dive under your dock
Swim in your pond
Knowing the water
Will carry you along

If God kept his promise
I’d tip-toe through tulips
Gather your loss again
Jump over your hedges
Swing on your branches
We’re coming up roses
Coming up roses

If God kept his promise
I’d tip-toe through tulips
Gather your loss again
Jump over your hedges
Swing on your branches
We’re coming up roses
Coming up roses indeed
Coming up roses indeed
We’re coming up
We’re coming up roses indeed

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