Giverny - Chris Rea

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