And all that I want is a home inside the woods
And a woman that I can love
And all of the days are nothing but a haze
On the even rows of chairs
And in the light
You look alright
And in the night
We took our flight to Rome
And all of the world is nothing but a whirl
In your favorite evening gown
And deep inside my head is a warm and cozy bed
Where I'll sleep when I am dead
And in a year
I'll still be here
But you, my dear
I fear we'll lose your mind
