I feel alive when you're around. You're the best...
R.O.M.A.N.I.O mio tesoro per sempre! La Storia...
My hand seeking yours,
I want to feel the warm from you...
You were a soft spring
that spoke to me...
He nestles near a river bed
of golden rod and honeysuckle...
Love is pure, love is sure
You and I change so much...
Your angelic presence lingers
in every aspect of my life...
She sat her withered self beside his chair,
tenderly held his wrinkled hand in hers...
Given the opportunity she'd exchange her
aspirations for a chance at him living his...
In the purple woods of loneliness,
With the harvest of sorrow...
We spent the night in a mystical wood.
Shadows, cloaked, wept over our innocent bodies...
(The shadow speaks)
Your body was parchment...