Romance at the Renaissance,
Oh, rocks, windows, secret loves and
Midnight, day was not tomorrow,
Rain and so contagious sorrow,
Came in through the window,
When no one was around.
Somebody send a ship to me,
If a ghost is an island, I'm lost at sea.
Where was the water for a dyin' tree?
Things just ain't like they,
Aren't like they used to be.
Yeah-eah-eah.
You're my love was off, by the ocean,
In her secret hand, when
Over came the wind and
Blew my one true love off to some other man.
And my love is a garden,
That I can't let die.
Somebody send a ship to me,
If a ghost is an island, I'm lost at sea.
Where is the water for a dyin' tree?
Things just ain't like they,
Aren't like they used to be.
Oh to find their worlds,
To love who knows,
Scream and[?] fuss[?],
And dream of love[?],
The mistakes.
Oh my lover come home to me,
This place is very lonely.
Somebody send a ship to me,
If a ghost is an island, I'm lost at sea.
Where is the water for a dyin' tree?
Things just ain't like they,
Aren't like they used to be.
Things just ain't like they,
Aren't like they used to be.
Things just ain't like they,
Aren't like they used to be.
Yeah-eah.