: Let's take a ride to the easy plateau Where the cold don't come and the wind don't blow Moonlight flickers on the water below The orange grove blossoms
t choose what we love And she don't need what she got Daylight comes and exposes Saturday's bruises and cold roses Cold roses Cold roses Cold roses Cold roses
: Moving like the fog on the Cumberland River I was leaving on the Delta Queen And I wasn't ready to go I'm never ready to go 27 of nothing but failures
the hurricane rose And with no one to care for you Who knows Blossom for me rose You're the picture of my love Blossom for me rose Stretch out underneath
: For all the hours here that move too slow There's all this letting go, that don't pass If all this love is real, how will we know? If we're only
: As pretty as a song A song could ever be Like Christmas on a river Without a boat or Christmas tree This afternoon with you was something like
: You're an impossible dream So when I go to bed That's all I'm doing I'm just sleeping Cocktails in the ESP Think about you to think about me
nowhere I guess Rosebud's shipwrecked up on the Ohio Behind a wall of glass Telling me to take care of myself And my friends You sing to a field of trees And roses
: She ain't lonely now See her shuffle across the floor Yeah, she's happier now See her smile and say "come on" Let's dance all night Let's dance
: You plant a rose And if the rose comes up You're thankful to God And when it doesn't you cuss him You raise a child And when the child grows up
She ain't lonely now See her shuffle across the floor Yeah, she's happier now See her smile and say "come on" Let's dance all night Let's dance
don't choose what we love And she don't need what she got Daylight comes and exposes Saturday's bruises and cold roses Cold roses Cold roses Cold roses Cold roses
Let's take a ride to the easy plateau Where the cold don't come and the wind don't blow Moonlight flickers on the water below The orange grove blossoms
As pretty as a song A song could ever be Like Christmas on a river Without a boat or Christmas tree This afternoon with you was something like a
For all the hours here that move too slow There's all this letting go, that don't pass If all this love is real, how will we know? If we're only scared
You plant a rose And if the rose comes up You're thankful to God And when it doesn't you cuss him You raise a child And when the child grows up
Moving like the fog on the Cumberland River I was leaving on the Delta Queen And I wasn't ready to go I'm never ready to go 27 of nothing but failures
