P. Marius
As I sit and watch The summertime
And the shadow of The cranes
By the branches of The cedar tree
And the beating of The day
You are the rose Within my soul
You are the reason Why the wind blows
By the meeting of The roads
I will hold you In my arms again
And we'll sit under The cedar tree
As the city Fades away
By the places Where the blossom falls
And the shadow of The cranes
You are the rose Within my soul
You are the reason Why the rain flows
By the meeting of The roads
I will hold you In my arms again
By the branches of The cedar tree
There's a bench Beside the lake
Take the bridge Over the Serpentine
And I'll see you Once again