Well, it's not what I'd call folk music, but here it is.
-Joe Offer (e-mail sent)-

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Kiss From A Rose
(Seal)

There used to be a green 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

Bridge:
But did you know
That when it snows
My eyes become large
and the light that you shine can be seen

Chorus:
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
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, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

Bridge, Chorus

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

There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say
there's so much inside
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

Bridge, Chorus

Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
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