Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
Stephen Kellogg
I can be philosopher
And you can smile at me
And tell me all the things I say
Are carefully perceived
Let them say it's magic
How we communicate
As if every word I spoke
Was some drug she could take
She falls down again
Wasted and wise
Like a rose that will not die
She's the kind of girl
That would lay down for you
She might stay the night
But she'll never follow through
You just ask for trouble
If you open yourself up
But you can give what you can get
But your love won't be enough
She falls down again
Wasted and wise
Like a rose that will not die
She falls down again
Wasted and wise
Like a rose that will not die
Baptize me in wisdom
And open up my heart
Help me learn to laugh again
Could you help me find my heart
Cause I'm the kind of boy
Who needs to feel my soul
And my body might stand up and walk away
And I just might let it go
She falls down again
Wasted and wise
Like a rose that will not die
She falls down again, she does
Wasted and wise
Like a rose that will not die
Wasted and wise, wasted and wise
Like a rose just will not die
She's wasted and wise
Like a rose just will not die
Rose just will not die
Like a rose that will not die
Like a rose just will not die
A rose just will not die