Wartime Lovers

Wartime Lovers - Rose Windows

As the wheels all turn

And the noon Sun burns

A story rolls off this tongue it extols

The miles between your son; your child

Remember the days

When he was young wild and alive

This evening brought his end; his time

No tears from grief

Just a Virgin for his shrine

A floral wreath

And the shame for his crime

Remember the days

When he was young wild and alive

Across these wide oceans

Smoke blacks out innocent days

So old misers can cash out in

Places they pray and prey

Gently escape or let them live on in you

He sang this song to young olive eyes

And took her hand across the burning sands

From desert plains they moved

So young so wild and alive

They were raised to believe

The sea would dry before they died

Across these wide oceans

Smoke blacks out innocent days

So old misers can cash out in

Places they pray and prey

Gently escape and let them live on in you