Chamber Music Paolo Nutini
Sweet little Rosie
my softest machine
Bounces with me on my
big trampoline
Childish and silly
were part of a team
Me and my Rose
on my big trampoline
I was a shadow
Id smoke and Id sleep
Till you came and
I opened like a
flower to the heat
And now Rosie she tells me
of things that shes seen
With flowers in her hair
on my big trampoline