A Rose, a cross, a flickering light A brave face, cold and white A voice, hushed by heaven's right, All to soon...
Fool am I to grad this life meaning To dream dreams not worth dreaming While angels of death are silently scheming
Let me lay my head upon your brest And whisper words unconfessed I beg God in my lonelyness Tell me why:
Why one so young and tender crushed like a Rose in December Lost forever and ever
I will be there when your heart calls on me Down from a star on a cloud from the highest heaven I will fly Now don't you cry
Why one so young and tender crushed like a Rose in December Lost forever and ever
I will be there when your heart calls on me Down from a star on a cloud from the highest heaven... I will fly... Now........ don't you cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
