Kiss from a Rose

Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea And you became the light on the dark side of me Love remained a drug, that's the high and not the pill But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large and The light that you shine can't be seen? Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey Oh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah And now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain, baby To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby? But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large and The light that you shine can't be seen? Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey Oh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey I've (if I should fall) been kissed by a rose on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny (deny) Now won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby? Did you know that when it snows My eyes become large and The light that you shine can't be seen? Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey Oh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey Yes, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey Oh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey