WiiLd RoSe

You 're the full moon of my nights
And the sunshine of my day.
Like a queen upon her throne,
You rule what I do and say.

It's God who makes us beautiful
And the Devil who makes us mean.
It all depends on whom we follow
Which way our lives shall lean.

With one foot in the future
And one foot in the past,
Let us try to live our days
As though each was our last.

You're the wild rose of my life,
My flower of desire.
Made by God for me alone
Out of earth, stars and fire.