La Vie en Rosie

Beatrice Bruschi, Sebastian Pritchard-James

Rosie, in my morning coffee
Rosie, on the garden chair
Rosie, through the city windows
Rosie scented air

Every flower, every bird, every skyline in the world coloured yours
Every word of a book, every line of a song is yours
Every face that I see, every eye that I meet I fall
All I see is you

Rosie, in my morning coffee
Rosie, on the garden chair
Rosie, through the city windows
Rosie scented air

I feel like spectator from the outside
Looking through a glass of a world that could be mine
If you let me in I promise will try
To feed you my sunlight

If only I could hide from gaze
Maybe I could finally explain
What I truly see

Rosie, in my morning coffee
Rosie, on the garden chair
Rosie, through the city windows
Rosie scented air

Look in my eyes
Tell me that you don't feel the same
Tell me that you'd never feel this way
Tell me that it's true

Tell me I'm wrong
To think that we are on the same page
Cause you have never tried this way
But Rosie, if you knew

That my life comes to life with you
Maybe it's just me
That's the price I'll pay
For Rosie coloured days

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