Grace Cummings - Here Is the Rose lyrics

[Grace Cummings - Here Is the Rose lyrics]

Here is the rose
And here is the wind blowing
Here are my eyes open
Here are my feet going alone alone, alone
I've nobody by my side
I could cry, I could cry
Think I'd better go and get high
As a kite, as a kite

Here are the leaves, fallen
Safely after autumn here is my hand to hold
I'm thinking about getting old
Alone, alone, alone
I don't want you by my side
I'm alivе, I'm alive
Maybe it'll all be bеtter when we're high
As a kite, we're alive

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