Verona

The wind whooshed through the door When you walked through, holding hands And the wind chimes sang Hours and hours ago And it started to rain in the city The moon still shone It peeked its neck out slightly through the trees Waltzed in out of the street She was swaying, laughing still Her fingers lingered where your hair meets your skin You sat down at a chair, my table Hands drifting, you turned to me My fingers grabbed the tray I hoped you wouldn't stay And this wouldn't be the first time Mmm, Verona Now the sun's peeking through the curtains With her head on your chest, it's plain to see you two are Happy And I can't look away, I'm quiet I bring you tea, I smile politely Then I turn quickly away Watching you stay And this wouldn't be the first time And this wouldn't be the last Mmm, Verona Mmm, Verona Come gentle night, come loving black-brow'd night Give me my Romeo And all the world will be in love with night and Pay no worship to the garish sun Pay no worship Pay no worship to the garish sun Pay no worship Pay no worship, pay no Pay no worship, pay no Mmm