Verse 1
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a [bad word] that's the high and not the pill

 [bad word] 1
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes [bad word] large and,
The light that you shine can be seen.

 [bad word] 2
Baby,
And [bad word] 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.
light hits the gloom on the grey. 

Verse 2
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? 

 [bad word] 1
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes [bad word] large and,
The light that you shine can be seen

 [bad word] 2
Baby,
And [bad word] 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.
light hits the gloom on the grey.

I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
(...I've been.......................I've...)
I've been kissed by a rose
(...been kissed by a rose on the grey)
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
(...I've been.......................I've...)
(...And if I should fall, at all)
I've been kissed by a rose
(...been kissed by a rose on the grey.)

Verse 3
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 (L)
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

 [bad word] 1
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes [bad word] large and,
The light that you shine can be seen

 [bad word] 2
Baby,
 [bad word] 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
light hits the gloom on the grey

Yes, [bad word] 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
light hits the gloom on the grey

Now that your rose is in bloom,
light hits the gloom on the grey