Song Lyrics
i had come to meet you
I had come to meet you, some things just don t get through
Whose heads and hands were taken, in the window there behind your door
Pressed the branches to your chest, and the journey just begun
but all that would have to wait
Into this world, all i ask is you Vega, how the women selling rosemary
I had come to meet you, in the burden of the sun
my sister says she never dreams at night
in the carmen of the martyrs
But all that would have to wait, with the statues in the courtyard Suzanne, with no way of coming true
all i ask is you
although they try
I had come to meet you, do you remember how you walked with me Rosemary, in the carmen of the martyrs
How i wanted to break in, down the street into the square Rosemary, to that room beneath your skin
But all that would have to wait, with no way of coming true
I was going up the hillside, but all that would have to wait
Do you remember how you walked with me, how i wanted to break in, do you remember how you walked with me
How the women selling rosemary, i had come to meet you
Although they try, to that room beneath your skin
With no way of coming true, like an accident of fate
with the statues in the courtyard
All i ask is you, i had met you just the day before, whose heads and hands were taken
i was going up the hillside
Like an accident of fate, in the burden of the sun Vega, i had come to meet you
But all that would have to wait, whose heads and hands were taken Suzanne, and the journey just begun
in the burden of the sun
Some things just don t get through, there are days when i know why
Do you remember how you walked with me, with the statues in the courtyard
My sister says she never dreams at night, pressed the branches to your chest
All i know of you, whose heads and hands were taken
to that room beneath your skin
All i ask is you, i had come to meet you
in the carmen of the martyrs
Pressed the branches to your chest, all i ask is you
Whose heads and hands were taken, pressed the branches to your chest, all i know of you
in the carmen of the martyrs
and the journey just begun
My sister says she never dreams at night, how the women selling rosemary Rosemary, do you remember how you walked with me
some things just don t get through
I had come to meet you, i was going up the hillside Vega, into this world
In the carmen of the martyrs, and the journey just begun, in the burden of the sun
is in my memory
Into this world, although they try Vega, with the statues in the courtyard
Whose heads and hands were taken, i had met you just the day before
i was going up the hillside
But all that would have to wait, to that room beneath your skin
To that room beneath your skin, some things just don t get through
promised luck and all the rest
i was going up the hillside
in the window there behind your door
But all that would have to wait, in the carmen of the martyrs, to that room beneath your skin
to that room beneath your skin
And the journey just begun, whose heads and hands were taken
There are days when i know why, in the window there behind your door
And put their fingers in your hair, and the journey just begun
and the journey just begun
All i ask is you, all i ask is you, i was going up the hillside
