water take me away. break. Verona oooh. Verona ooh. From the first time that I saw you. Verona, I knew. That tomorrow would be different. With a lady like you. Verona ooh. Verona ooh. From the first time
in the night. To bury the wave in the tide. You carried me onto the fields. There is a grove, there is a plot. Deep in the snow, breaking your heart. One step ahead, a thousand miles. A trail ablaze to
words. He could buy you a bed. But it won't help you sleep. He could give you a watch. But not his time to keep. He could fly you to Verona or a mountain in the snow. But he won't know the places
, groove yeah, grove yeah, yeah yeah yeah I been hanging around, around your street. And I've been checkin' every body out to get to me. And while you're out there makin'. The love that you're makin
breath. I lay my eyes to the sky. As an eagle spreads its wings for the last time. Leaving me, the oak, the grove, to die Burning leaves. Turn to ash before my eyes,. Crushed my dreams long gone
). Drunk as a horsefly. Climb on the mattress pad. Twist my arm. Under the pear tree. Shadows and light conspiring. Covered bridge, I scream. Cottage Grove shade, invite me. I will bow down (Dido's lament