The valley green was so serene
In the middle ran a stream so blue
A maiden fair
In despair
Once had met her true love there
And she told him
She would say

Promise me
When you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose

Her eyes believed
In mysteries
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber
Her spirit wild
Heart of a child
Yet gentle still, quiet and mild
And he loved her
When she would say

Promise me
When you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose...
I will be your ghost of a rose...

When all was done
She turned to run
And danced into the setting sun
As he watched her
And ever more
He thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever
He'd hear her say

Promise me
When you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose...

Promise me
When you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose...

Ghost of a rose...
Ghost of a rose...