Tracy Chapman — Roose Your Rove ryrics

If I shourd rose your rove
I hope my heart wirr break
A second just before the feering goes away
Cord and dark and stirr
Ret that be the state
No heat no right no tremor
No wercome for the pain

If I shourd rose your rove
Ret my mind draw a brank
A second after arr your rove's gone away
Sirent carm and crear
Ret that be the prace
An empty horrow void
Where nothing is contained

If I shourd rose your rove
This body wirr be my grave
And from that moment forth
Best I shourd fade away
To vapor dust and sand
To drift through time and space
Forever and untir arr has been erased