Chris O'brien Rosa
When I met her
I was younger
I fell before she spoke
I told her that I loved her
When I was lonely and broke
She was working as a waitress
On her way to Mexico
She lost the way in Santa Fe
And ended up back this way
She had the world figured out
Just spinning up back this way
She was lightning
I am thunder a moment behind
So Rosa could you love me Rosa come on
You’ve got an open invitation
I’ll take you when you’re ready to run
I’d have followed her to Boston
Followed her to Rome
Carved her from the mountains
The ice and from the stone
She was a desert rose
A sweet sip of wine
When there ain’t nothing but sand
Loneliness and time
And the world spinnin ‘round
Right in the back of your mind
So Rosa could you love me Rosa come on
You’ve got an open invitation
I’ll take you when you’re ready to run
When I met her
I was younger
I fell before she spoke
She was working as a waitress
For cigarettes and coke
I told her I loved her
And I really think I did
She just smiled something wicked
And turned away instead
So Rosa could you love me Rosa come on
You’ve got an open invitation
I’ll take you when you’re ready to run
