hey rose - Son Little

There’s a big brass band in the park today

Those low notes speak what my mouth can’t say

Can I read your every letter, turn your every page?

Can I hold you till these dark dreams fade?

Hey, Rose

Your soul is the picture

But your body is the frame

But the frame is exquisite

(And you taste just like your name)

I’ll steer these wheels on down the road

All night from New York to Ohio

Can I drive you to California, fly you over Spain?

Can I take you to the place where the dolphins play?

Hey, Rose (Hey, baby)

Hey, baby (Can you hear me?)

Can you hear me, darling?

(Hey, life saver)

When you see it, baby

(Hey, life saver)

(Do us both a favor)

Do us both for favor

Stay while I rebuild the world…

On paper, Rose

Your soul is the picture

But your body is the frame

But the frame is exquisite

(And you taste just like your name)

We’ll talk touch tones, no telephones

I reach the front door, nobody’s home

Can I listen to your heartbeat, hear your every moan

Can I stay right here in your garden, love?

Hey, Rose

Your soul is the picture

But your body is the frame

But the frame is exquisite

And you taste just like your name

Hey, Rose

(Your soul is the picture)

Your soul is the picture

(And your body is the frame)

But your body is the frame

(But the frame is so exquisite)

But the frame is exquisite

(And you taste just like your name)

Hey, Rose

(Oh, your soul is the picture)

Your soul is the picture

(And your body is the frame)

But your body is the frame

(But the frame is so exquisite)

But the frame is exquisite

(And you taste just like your name)

There’s a big brass band in the park today

Those low notes speak what my mouth can’t say

I indulge your every pleasure, engaged in lovers games

Can I hold you till these dark dreams fade?