Ba-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-yaBa-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-yaBa-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-yaBa-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-ya
There used to be a greying tower alone on the seaYou became the light on the dark side of meLove remained a drug that's the high and not the pill
But did you know that when it snowsMy eyes become large andThe light that you shine can't be seen?
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the greyOoh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeahAnd now that your rose is in bloomA light hits the gloom on the grey
Ba-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-yaBa-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-ya
There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can sayYou remain my power, my pleasure, my pain, babyTo me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't denyWon't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
But did you know that when it snowsMy eyes become large andThe light that you shine can't be seen?
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the greyOoh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah (yeah)Now that your rose is in bloomA light hits the gloom on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose on the greyI, I've been kissed by a rose on the greyI've been kissed by a rose on the grey (and if I should fall, would it all go away?)I, I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can sayYou remain my power, my pleasure, my painTo me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny (yeah)Now, won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
But did you know that when it snowsMy eyes become large andThe light that you shine can't be seen?
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the greyOoh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeahNow that your rose is in bloomA light hits the gloom on the grey
Yes, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the greyOoh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah (yeah)And now that your rose is in bloomA light hits the gloom on the grey
Ba-ya-ya, ba-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-ba-ya-ya
Now that your rose is in bloomA light hits the gloom on the grey