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Tuesday, January 18, 2005
1/18/2005 10:17:00 PM

Should the word be 'grey' of 'grave'? Some say 'grey', while others argue it should be 'grave'?
But whatever that word in the lyrics may be, SEAL seems to be pronouncing both words... Really confused. Even Sly's version can't help. So I choose myself. I prefer 'grave' to 'grey'. It sounds more 'logical'... Argh what matters most is I like the song. ^^,


Kiss From A Rose
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
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 be seen.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, The more I get of you,
Stranger it feels, yeah.

And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
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 be seen.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah

Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.

I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave.

And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grave.
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, yeah
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 be seen.

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.

Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grave
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.

... seen through it and moved on.