The Climbing Rose

Lover lift me up, high enough To see the star of gold in the heart of the climbing rose An how she knows, what to hold An what to leave behind, but close And how come I don't How come I don't Lover let me see Where she finds The strength to rise Above the weeds and other plants And how come I can't How come I can't Lover lift me up... Oh come and lift me up Lover let me go Let me see Just how it feels, to bloom, all by yourself Oh I know I can Oh you know I can Lover lift me up... High enough... To see the star of gold in the heart of the climbing rose Lover lift me up... High enough... To see the star of gold in the heart of the climbing rose Lover lift me up... Lover lift me up...(lover lift me up) Lover lift me up...(lover lift me up) Lover lift me up...(lover lift me up...)