Roman Gardens Lyrics - Kirsty Maccoll

And so she left her room 

In her satin shoes she was down 

He held her by the waist 

In a fond embrace she spins round 

Oh those silken lips 

Soft and pink, aching to be kissed 

Oh they ached to love 

And to be loved 

Was this love? 

Was this love? 

Let us dream a while in roman gardens 

Statues walk and talk in the pale moonlight 

A breath of wind stirs the surface of the lake 

It's so cold 

I am yours and you are mine tonight 

Vicar sat with a vacant stare 

In his wicker chair he was down 

Take a look at his open book 

Where the answers may be found 

Colonel polishing his marble tomb 

He'll be taken soon, taken to the seat 

Softly, softly creeps the mist 

The earth is kissed a loving touch 

Let us dream a while in roman gardens 

Statues walk and talk in the pale moonlight 

A breath of wind stirs the surface of the lake 

It's so cold 

I am yours and you are mine tonight 

Standing silent on the lawn 

Waiting for the dawn I am down 

My heart is breaking with the day 

She fades away, she is gone 

She is gone 

Let us dream a while in roman gardens 

Statues walk and talk in the pale moonlight 

A breath of wind stirs the surface of the lake 

It's so cold 

I am yours and you are mine tonight