We lost ourselves that afternoon, You Juliet and me Romeo, In the shade from the sun, Where that old apple tree hung, Irresponsibly young, we let go.
We talked about our families, Shared dreams and insecurities, Then from under our shells, In a passionate swell, Both our barriers fell and we let go.
Into the black of the evening, Under the spread of the stars I was falling for you, Like the sun did the moon I remember that day in Verona
We watched the world from our air balloon, We'd sailed so high so young, so soon, Holding on to the mast, gaining altitude fast, Watching dreams that we'd cast all come true
Into the black of the evening, Under the spread of the stars I was falling for you, Like the sun did the moon I remember that day in Verona
Oh...So here I sit and I reminisce, Of that afternoon when our lips first kissed, Drinking Italian wines In that sweet hot summertime, When you said you'd be mine forever
Into the black of the evening, Under the spread of the stars I was falling for you, Like the sun did the moon I remember that day in Verona In Verona, Verona.... My Verona...
Compositor: Thomas Baxter Gleave (PRS)Editor: Universal Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #25247329 em 25/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM