I was with a king in a never-better land

A pastel place called mi amor

My every wish fulfilled by loving hands

But she's not there anymore

I tasted wine on her passionate lips

The way she danced across the floor

These are a few of the things I miss

But she's not there anymore

The fragrant pillow where she once laid her head

The sound of footsteps on the stairs

The open book where she once sat and read

But still she's not there

The fragrant pillow where she once laid her head

The sound of footsteps on the stairs

The open book where she once sat and read

But still she's not there

I walk alone these lonely streets at night

No one awaits me at my door

Like a broken string of pearls so goes my life

She's not there anymore