Mr. Rose (Live Orchestral Version) Lyrics

There's a man on the hill

And his pockets are filled up with roses

Though I don't see him often

And I don't think he knows the problem that this poses

For if I had to live without him

I'd want nothing more to do with this mountain

Mr. Rose, I don't suppose

You'd want to spend your afternoon with me?

We can walk through the garden

Begging the pardon of the bluebirds

You'll lay down on the lawn and I'll study your yawn

I wish I'd met you sooner

For Mother and Father just paid off the dowry

But one look at you and my heart goes all flowery

Mr. Rose, I don't suppose

You'd want to break a rule or two tonight?

For my days here are numbered

If I end up under the thumb of a loveless man

Who wants to lock all the doors

I swear I'll run straight into the forest

The surest I've ever felt of myself

Is when you're on my mind

There's a house with a window

And inside that house lives a boy

He might think I can't see when he stares out at me

But oh, how it fills me with joy

For life on the hill can be awfully bereft

Of the moments that wake up an old man's chest

So before my days end

I'll wrap up a rose and send it down the way

To the boy who made me feel like a boy again