Giverny

Deep inside these old dusty walls There's a sacred heart, I'd know this garden anywhere She was warm, she was deep summertime She was love itself and she was standing there Standing close, so close to me I closed my eyes and I could see Giverny And in this strange and holy place I looked for love and found it everywhere It was what you saw she came to see Because of you she was standing there Giverny Books may burn and rain may fall But what is here I know will last forever more Colours change, there are no defines She was love itself and I thank you for giving me Giverny --- Giverny - Chris Rea