Train Of Roses - The Mostar Diving Club

there she goes my sweet baby jane

where she goes i could not say

she came to loose her head for a while

play with love play with style

for all the lines that float like roses

she loved to dance for you beneath the sun

weave away the magic’s done

like a ghost that hangs on the breeze

in my mind she’s there for me

for all the lines that float like the roses

is anyone coming to dance by the sea

with the ravers and junkies and dealers and players and me

under the old bridge down by the shore they were painted in colours

that weaved in the light i want more

you’re a treasure i just have to hold

you’re a treasure that’s richer than gold

i hear your voice whispering to me «is anyone coming to dance by the sea»

i need a nurse to ease my head

someone to check that my soul is fed

you’re a treasure that i just have to hold

you’re a treasure that’s richer than gold.