Love is a rose but you better not pick it
It only grows when it’s on the vine.
A handful of thorns and you’ll know you’ve missed it
You lose your love when you say the word «mine»».
I wanna see what’s never been seen
Love is a rose but you better not pick it
It only grows when it’s on the vine.
A handful of thorns and you’ll know you’ve missed it
You lose your love when you say the word «mine»».
I wanna see what’s never been seen