9 – MARGHERITA

 

Margherita looking out the window
Wild horses running cross the plain
She stares into space
No expression on her face
And remembers
What she wants to forget

Cool white moon in the hot sky
No tears are falling
But she wants to cry…
No tears are falling
But she wants to cry…

His cigarette burned a hole in her dress
He said “Your lover has to marry someone else”
She stares into space
No expression on her face
And remembers
What she wants to forget

Cool white moon in the hot sky
No tears are falling
But she wants to cry…
No tears are falling
But she wants to cry…

A rose has fallen from her window sill
Into a drift of powdered snow
She’s gone to give herself away
She’s turning heads and molding hearts like clay

Last night I heard Margherita laughing
Riding the windmills of the city
Her smiling face so pretty
If you look into her eyes you’ll see
She stills remembers
What she wants to forget

Cool white moon in the hot sky
No tears are falling
But she wants to cry…
No tears are falling
But she wants to cry…