Rome - Magnolian

All that I want is a home inside the woods

And a woman that I can love

All of the days are nothing but a waste

On the even rows of chairs

In the light you look all right

In the night we took our flight to Rome

All of the world is nothing but a whirl

In your favorite evening gown

Deep inside my head is a warm and cozy bed

Where I’ll sleep when i am dead

In a year I’ll still be here

But you my dead I fear will lose your mind