A window over a valley,
And a rose as red as blood,
A bridge across the water,
And a mother's endless love.
She's crossed a thousand bridges,
And she's found a quiet shoer,
There are roses in her garden,
And her home's an open door.
Sometimes I wish I'd been there,
At the beginning of it all,
She'd never cross that river,
He'd never build that wall.
A man we barely speak of,
And a man who ran away,
From a window over a valley,
And a rose for a wedding day.
And a rose for a wedding day.
And a rose for a wedding day.
Sometimes I bet you wish
You'd really put your foot down,
Soometimes I bet you wish
you'd never come to this town.
She says she's going home,
When she sees the bridge up North.
She says that she feels right,
When she sees the city lights.
Through a window over a valley,
Stands a rose that saw it all,
How a lifetime building bridges
Doesn't conquer the human wall.
Sometimes I wish I'd been there,
At the beginning of it all,
She'd never cross that river,
He'd never build that wall.
He'd never build that wall.
He'd never build that wall.
She'll keep on building bridges,
Until we all find quiet shores
'Til there's roses in our gardens
and our homes are open doors...
and our homes are open doors...
and our homes are open doors...
and our homes are open doors...
And a rose as red as blood,
A bridge across the water,
And a mother's endless love.
She's crossed a thousand bridges,
And she's found a quiet shoer,
There are roses in her garden,
And her home's an open door.
Sometimes I wish I'd been there,
At the beginning of it all,
She'd never cross that river,
He'd never build that wall.
A man we barely speak of,
And a man who ran away,
From a window over a valley,
And a rose for a wedding day.
And a rose for a wedding day.
And a rose for a wedding day.
Sometimes I bet you wish
You'd really put your foot down,
Soometimes I bet you wish
you'd never come to this town.
She says she's going home,
When she sees the bridge up North.
She says that she feels right,
When she sees the city lights.
Through a window over a valley,
Stands a rose that saw it all,
How a lifetime building bridges
Doesn't conquer the human wall.
Sometimes I wish I'd been there,
At the beginning of it all,
She'd never cross that river,
He'd never build that wall.
He'd never build that wall.
He'd never build that wall.
She'll keep on building bridges,
Until we all find quiet shores
'Til there's roses in our gardens
and our homes are open doors...
and our homes are open doors...
and our homes are open doors...
and our homes are open doors...