Blackmore's Night - Ghost Of A Rose

The valley green was so serene,
In the middle ran a stream so blue...
A maiden fair, in despair,
Once had met her true love there and she told him...
She would say...

Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me.
I love you so,
Never let go,
I will be...
Your ghost of a rose...

Her eyes believed in mysteries,
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber...
Her spirit wild, heart of a child,
Yet gentle still, and quiet and mild
And he loved her...
When she would say...

Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me.
I love you so,
Never let go,
I will be...
Your ghost of a rose...

When all was done, she turned to run,
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her...
And evermore he thought he saw
A glimpe of her upon the moors forever...
He'd hear her say...
Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me.
I love you so,
Never let go,
I will be...
Your ghost of a rose...