时间：2012-09-04
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Alabaster Rose - Abigail Washburn
Come close let me see your face dear
Your eyes they shine like diamonds in the sky
Winter winds whip round round my pillow
This dream can only last a little while
Like an alabaster rose you vanish in the falling snow
While the morning dove she flies pine to pine
She mourns for her true love just like
I long for you love
I should have held you close when the snows came
Shadows linger like ghosts here
I locked the door I thought I heard you say goodbye
It's just the winds whistling
Whistling thru the old vines
You hung so high the day we moved in
Like a Star-of-Bethlehem blooming at the winter's end
Turning slowly turning toward the sun
I mourn for my true love and hope for a new dove
To sing of the spring in the pines
Like an alabaster rose you vanish in the falling snow
While the morning dove she flies pine to pine
I mourn for my true love and hope for a new dove
To sing of the spring in the pines
