ROOFS OF NOTRE DAME – lyrics by W.G. (Bill) Milne

I was born in London

On the dark side of the Thames

You said that you’d meet me there

In the year of I don’t know when

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You always say,” Tomorrow”

But I don’t understand that word

I’d live with you in that house in Spain

But I don’t think that you heard

 Santa Marguerita,

She whispered out your name

I think that you lost the drift that night

As you were waiting for your pay

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And the angels whisper

And the angels whisper

And the angels whisper

By the roofs of Notre Dame.

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You said that we have to organize,

We have to forget the past

But as you speak of revolution

You forget that nothing lasts

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And if there is to be a new order,

It better be of the heart;

For everything else has passed away

As the River Seine works hard…

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And the angels whisper,

And the angels whisper,                        (Chorous/HOOK)

And the angels whisper…

*

From the roofs of Notre Dame

 

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(C)1990 by Barry Green and W.G. (Billy) Milne

 

 

 

 

 

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