Statue in the square
where we used to meet
you and I, under David’s feet
sling-shot fast around this sphere
sun-splashed, fickle-free
you want love, you’ll find it here-
In Italy
These days will not last
not much does, I suppose
so I tug at your waist
and I cradle your chin
and I kiss you on the nose
I kiss you on . . .
Arizona calm
still without a sound
you and I staring five miles down
out across this canyon grand
no deeper than this heart
take this woman, take this man
take this woman
Chorus
Robbie Schaefer © 1997 Mrs. Jenkins Productions/ASCAP