Lyrics

[Verse 1] Woman in a black armchair Jude reclining A figure on the stair touching the hair A baby pushes through the crowd William listens The figure on the stairs stares distant, stares distant, stares distant [Verse 2] Sappho rings thebell Juliatakesher bow The figureon the stairlooks down the well The poets are knitting clouds William's calling out The figure on the stair stares out, stares out, stares out [Outro] All the dinner guests make to leave, what a scene Beautiful peoplе abound The ceiling sags like a sail Thе figure's hand, figure's hand quivers pale The sculptor, director, the girl before a mirror Gather coats and keys, apologies The baby cries out, the woman's on her feet The figure echoes in antiquity I got you roses, some roses, I got you roses, some roses I got you roses, some roses, I got you roses Stares distant, glares long down the well I got you roses, some roses, I got you roses Love me