Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song hey rose, artist - Son Little. Album song aloha, in the genre СоулDate of issue: 30.01.2020
Record label: AnTi
Song language: English
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… |
| On 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? |