Eliza Rickman - Coming Up Roses lyrics

Lover of mine, hand over the key The teeth have all long been gone And darling divine, you're cutting my bones With words you won't say, hands you don't hold Better the last time, sweeter than this time See that you're older still What turned you around, pushing you down? My lips are in bloom fighting your frown Tell me your secrets, I'll ask you no questions Braving your mountaintop When I'm around you, when I'm allowed to Taking my chances, I'd make a fortune I'll love you, I'll love you- the darkest part of you Write you the sweetest song Drop down from the ledges, hand over defenses I'm longing to see you through white picket fences If God kept his promise, I'd tiptoe through tulips Gather your moss again Jump over your hedges, stand under your branches We're coming up roses Coming up roses indeed Is patience a virtue, or waiting what fools do? Mama would never tell But this onward drive home- it's cutting my bones With kisses of stone from a heart made of gold Return to the last time, sweeter than this time Tugging against my will To dive under your dock, swim in your pond Knowing the water will carry you on If God kept his promise, I'd tiptoe through tulips Gather your moss again Jump over your hedges, swing on your branches We're coming up roses Coming up roses If God kept his promise, I'd tiptoe through tulips Gather your moss again Jump over your hedges, swing on your branches We're coming up roses Coming up roses indeed We're coming up roses indeed