Roman Holiday

I've never had a Roman holiday

But I won't hold it against you

The look on your face when she told you she loved you

Was it priceless?

Now it seems you're well connected

You have your own flock of sheep

I don't think they are lost and I don't think they are discreet

I light a scented candle in my room

I'll hold a good thought for you

You were hopeful you said things would be ok

But they're doom and gloom

If I were good at hating I'd hate you

If I were good at loving I'd fall

I'd keep the company of a kid obsessed and I'd tell them all

I knew you well for a short spell

I knew you well for a short spell

Please don't tell