"Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
And if I should fall, will it all go away?
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey.
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain
To me, you're like a growing, addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large, and the light that you shine can be seen?"
V O L U M U L II
"- Crezi c-o s-o găsim? Întreabă într-un final.
- Da. Avem adresa chiar aici. Iar dacă nu, sunăm la numărul acela.
- Ști ca am mai sunat și nu a răspuns nimeni. Poate nici de data asta nu o sa fie diferit..
- Nu spune asta. Nu ai de unde sa știi. Spun punându-mi mana peste a lui încurajându-l."