The Book

I read your book

And I find it strange

That I know that girl

And I know her world

A little too well

And I didn't know

By givin' my hand

That I would be written down

Sliced around, passed down

Among strangers' hands

Three days in Rome

Where do we go?

I'll always remember

Three days in Rome

Never again

Would I see your face

You carry a pen and a paper

And no time and no words you waste

But, oh, you're a voyeur

The worst kind of thief

To take what happened to us

To write down everything that went on

Between you and me

Oh, three days in Rome

And I stand alone

I'll always remember

Three days in Rome

And what do I get?

Do I get revenge?

While you let all out

Without any doubt

How this would end

Sometimes it goes

Sometimes we come

To learn by mistake

That the love you once made

Can't be undone

Oh, the three days in Rome

I laid my heart out

I laid my soul down, oh, no

We'll always remember

Three days in Rome