My heart remembers fountains where children played,
Gardens where dreams were made.
Autumn in Rome
Memories like embers glow
When I seem to hear walks beneath the pines that grace the golden sky
Stopping now and then to share a lover's sigh, you and I
Let winter come
All my Decembers I'll spend just dreaming of the way we fell in love
One lovely Autumn in Rome
Walks beneath the pines that grace the golden sky
Stopping now and then to share a lover's sigh, you and I
Let winter come
All my Decembers I spend just dreaming of the way we fell in love
One lovely Autumn in Rome
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