The Roses – Caedmon’s Call – letras

High above the valley of QuitoAn old man and his bride grow rosesRed and yellow, white and golden,To him they are precious as childrenTheir daughter, she moved to AmericaOne more break in the Tower of BabelShe has a son that they’ve never seen at allThey’re praying that they raised her wellCHORUSOn the mountain highThey will live and dieAs time just slips awayAnd the children growIn the God they knowAs time just slips awayA man, his bride, his children, and his rosesPlanted in faithAnd watered in tearsHoney, that’s all they haveAnd they’re happier hereThan any of my friends back homeThey met Jesus and they really know HimCHORUSNow I’m back at homeAll aloneAnd I’m trying to find my thoughtsOf that old man so inspiringAnd the TV’s always onAnd the phone, it won’t stop ringingThese bills, they keep on screamingI’m paying for the thingsWe never really needWonder what he’s doing right now?Maybe walking through his simple fieldThinking about howGod has blessed him soA man, his bride, his children, and his rosesCHORUS (2x)