Rose of Jericho

If it's true that I am over you, how come

I-I-I, I-I still dream of you

How come?

If it's true that I am over you, how come

I-I-I, I-I still fear to see

Where you’ve gone?

Like a rose of Jericho

I awake and grow new for you

If it's true that I am over you, how come

I-I-I, I-I still dream of you, still dream of you

If it's true that I am over you, how come

I-I-I, I-I still fear to see where you've gone?

Like a rose of Jericho

I awake and grow new for you

What a waste, not to pour that river

I feel it springing up in my heart

But I won’t deliver

Rising from the sand

A dried-out ball of twigs

If there are strong winds

It can travel

This plant

May have been dead for a hundred years

Yet, its name suggests

That all is not lost

For this

Is a resurrection plant

Like a rose of Jericho

I awake and get new for you

What a waste, not to pour that river

I feel it creeping up in my heart

But I won't deliver