I met her long long ago
When the day was nearly gone
Sitting close by a fountain
And we were looking at the ruins of rome

There was magic in the air
Such a feeling I had never known
Now it seems I was never there
But I remember her and I remember the ruins of rome

Romance could have been
Romance should have been
But sad the story to be told

Tomorrow could have been
Tomorrow should have been
A love ever more I could hold

How could I have lost her there
If I could return to where once the sun had shone
And sit down by her side and let evening with her glide
While looking at the ruins of rome