Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kristen Plumley
Kristen Plumley
Soprano
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Performer
Rosé String Quartet
Rosé String Quartet
Ensemble
Ron Levy
Ron Levy
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richie Havens
Richie Havens
Composer
Annie Johnson
Annie Johnson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Yoo
Sean Yoo
Mastering Engineer

Testi

A Rose between the pages of a book,
With faded leaves turned brittle at the stem,
Color restored to new with just one look,
Remembered voice that haunts me like a hymn.
The days ring slowly in my house of dreams,
My memory keeps fresh as dew his kiss,
The love I held so dear did burst the seams,
Released in endless sighs of sweetest bliss.
Remembered voice that haunts me like a hymn.
The book is closed where-n the Rose was pressed,
Closed too the tender dreams of endless love.
When all I knew of love was finely dressed in stars
and moonbeams show'red from above.
Oh for a chance to dance with him again,
and wear this Rose the way I wore it then.
Written by: Annie Johnson, Richie Havens
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