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