Summertime in Prague (Instr)

Summertime in Prague When blood was warm, when blood was young After all those tears After all those years I long for... Summertime in Prague We were so rich without a dime When I was your queen And you were my king Without a palace We would sleep in cheap hotels And wake up from the sound Of bells on Sundays We would only drink cheap wine But I was yours and you were mine Summertime in Prague I was a fool I could not see That you were ment to be The only one for me Now I long for... We would sleep in cheap hotels And wake up from the sound Of bells on Sundays We would only drink cheap wine But I was yours and ou were mine Summertime in Prague When blood was warm, when blood was young After all those tears After all those years I long for...