Marble - The House Of Love

I think you should know, this marble is gold

The corridors clear and the walls are alive

I think you should know, the sky is a liar

and the trees are all wrong

I want you to grind the moral of love

The look in my eyes is the love in my hand

I think you should know;

I cry on my own

and that pity is weak

Lets drive to the hole in the sky

Lets drink to the spirit of Rome

Lets scratch in hair, and doze

Take me, Take me, take me

The walk in the rain and the heat of the sun

the sigh in the wind and the cut of the snow

Oh, I think you should know

That the sky is a liar

Lets drive to the hole in the sky

Lets drink to the spirit of Rome

Lets scratch in hair and dize

Take me, take me, take me