Provence

I see you in a white dress, your hair blows in the wind
You're walking barefoot in the grass, summer's come again
Fields of sweet lavender, Provence in the sun
All is forgiven, all is one.

I will sit and watch you, I will paint the scene
I will trace the outline and the colours inbetween
We'll lie on a blanket and picnic in the sun
All is forgiven, all is one.

When the light begins to fade at the end of day
There's no need to be afraid
We can always turn away.

One day we'll remember how it used to be
How I stood alone in your affections and you were everything to me
Our time is not over, a new day has begun
And all is forgiven, all is one.

When the light begins to fade at the end of day
There's no need to be afraid
We can always turn away.

I see you in a white dress, your hair blows in the wind.