She was already there long before the trucks came,
She spun around like a child,
A doll behind the stage.
It was easy to talk to her,
We exchanged a few words,
I gave her my pass
So she could get in to see the show.
She sat next to me
On crates of beer,
While I mixed the sound for the band,
On the stage back,
She stared at them until her skin burned,
I found her so beautiful,
After the last song,
The drummer left with her.
Oh Rosie, everything is white,
Your eyes light me up,
To have had you for a moment,
I was so proud,
All I have left now,
The desire to screw everything up,
And start the night again...
. ..Rosie.
I guess I should have guessed,
That she was coming for the stars,
And stop myself from imagining her
In my arms later ,
I've been trembling all the time,
This evening though I understood,
Must not say who I look like,
Must say who I am.
Oh Rosie, everything is white,
Your eyes light me up,
To have had you for a moment,
I was so proud,
All I have left now,
The desire to screw everything up,
And start the night again...
Start the night again...
Start the night again...
Rosie...Rosie...Rosie...Rosie...Rosie...

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