Rose tone in the afternoon, are you a color or a sound?
Rose tone in the morning sun, it lights the way for everyone,
It lights the way for everyone.
Rose tone in the evening breeze, oh a sound so rich and deep.
Like the sound of a starting gun, it’s your last thought right before you run,
It’s your last thought right before you run.
It burns to look upon, like the center of the sun.
But your eyes will not wander or run.
They remain quite fixated and calm.
Rose tone an individual, hope to always see your smile.
What were the words that you once said?
The truest words you say in your head, the truest words you say in your head.
It burns to look upon, like the center of the sun.
But your eyes will not wander or run.
They remain quite fixated and calm.
