I can't buy you fancy diamond rings or houses by the sea
Can't give you all your wildest dreams or curiosities
Well, all I have to offer is the beating in my chest
Cracks around the edges and my word I'll do my best

Oh, next to me
She's the rose that never dies
Oh, ecstasy
It's the emeralds in her eyes
Shining down on me
The thorn within my side
Only she can see

Oh
Ah

Well, if Jesus was a preacher
Then I'm sure he preached of you
And if the devil walked the cobbled streets
With patches on his shoes
Well, he'd scream out in the darkness
But you would never hear
For poisoned words and politics
Weren't made for angels ears

Oh, next to me
She's the rose that never dies
Oh, ecstasy
It's the emeralds in her eyes
Shining down on me
The thorn within my side
Only she can see

When the dark rolls in
When the stars don't shine like they did in my youth
When my days have come to an end oh
All that I can prove
Was that the point of me was you

Ah

Oh, next to me
She's the rose that never dies
Oh, ecstasy
It's the emeralds in her eyes
Shining down on me
The thorn within my side
Only she can see