The valley green was so serene In the middle ran a stream so blue A maiden fair In despair Once had met her true love there And she told him She would say
Promise me When you see A white rose you'll think of me I love you so never let go I will be your ghost of a rose
Her eyes believed In mysteries She would lay amongst the leaves of amber Her spirit wild Heart of a child Yet gentle still, quiet and mild And he loved her When she would say
Promise me When you see A white rose you'll think of me I love you so never let go I will be your ghost of a rose... I will be your ghost of a rose...
When all was done She turned to run And danced into the setting sun As he watched her And ever more He thought he saw A glimpse of her upon the moors forever He'd hear her say
Promise me When you see A white rose you'll think of me I love you so never let go I will be your ghost of a rose...
Promise me When you see A white rose you'll think of me I love you so never let go I will be your ghost of a rose...