'Twas the summer of 1958

I traveled the country of Italy

And the breeze was great

 

In my floral hat and flowing dress

I danced all over the city

In Portofino, and I never would've guessed

 

An angel, like Michelangelo's David

With lucious dark hair and a soft face

His tan that lit up the sun, the flutter of

His butterfly eyelids

 

Although we were far in distance

Although there was a crowd, blocking

Us from meeting, 'twas in an instance

 

Our eyes, the string of fate, connected

The desire to dance in his arms

As he dressed like a prince, well-respected

 

As we run free, create our own kingdom

Where the waves crash and the mermaids

Sing in harmonies and melodies, despite

People believing we're nothing but dumb

 

But the sound of romance tunes them out

As we sing with the mermaids

Without a string of doubt

 

But the crowd carries him away

Like the sea, he is caught in a

Riptide, and gloomy becomes the day

 

So I sit near the river, waiting

As I watch the gondolas pass by

Like Volkswagens in my hometown

As they race while the industry is driving

 

I hope, and I hope that he returns

But the more I hope, the more I doubt

When, oh when, will I ever learn? 

 

I say this to myself as my heart despairs

Then my feet touch the water

And I dive in, wishing on Earth that

I had never been born

 

I don't want to return, but drown

As I swim deeper into my sorrow

But like an angel, he comes on down

 

Swimming down to save me

As rose petals that I've plucked

Surround us both, I and he

 

So we dance underwater, as though

We are mermaids of the wind

And into the peace of the afterlife we go

 

Ascending into the sky as the rose

Surround our bodies connected as one

The world never sees, but opposes

 

While we see the light in the stars

And into the stars we go

Refusing to care about the worldly scars