Oysterband - Blood-Red Roses lyrics

Talk to me, child of islands With your gull's wide-open stare And the colder wind that ruffles up your hair Talk to me I was free, free and aimless I was floating like a cloud Like a message tossed in the ebb-tide of the crowd Lost at sea That was me CHORUS And you gave me the blood-red roses That grow where the lonely meet And I carried the dying roses That smelt so sweet So sharp and sweet I was wild, you were wilder You were free to leave this land But it clung to you like a gold ring to your hand Divide the sky You and I CHORUS 2x