rod stewart
julia
Here's a song I sing for you About a girl that I once knew Julia She lived in a great big house With golden gates where servants bowed For Julia Unashamed I'd sit outside and wait for hours Hoping that she'd climb down from her ivory towers This beautiful girl as pretty as any flower had a hold on me Upstairs in my lonely room I would dream of being cool With Julia I lived in obsessive bliss Carefully planning my first kiss Off Julia One day I was feeling awfully brave and asked her If she'd like to come on a date, I just had to She bent down and gently kissed my face and said oh someday Oh my god how I loved this girl But no one ever said that love could burn Waiting by the phone for days For a call that never came From Julia But love is cruel and has no wings But I still hear angels sing For my Julia I remember being overwhelmed by her prettiness If only she would look my way I might be in business To tell the truth she didn't even know I existed, Julia Summer took her pretty clothes Winter came in grey and snow Oh Julia And I found out she'd moved away Her best friend said to the north country Julia Now all this happened many years ago my friend Regrettably there is no happy end, oh no She was 14, I was only 10, oh my Julia