The first time I saw her

She was wearing scarves of white

That little spark between us

Took only seconds to ignite

And then it occurred to me

Suddenly I was standing there alone

On the Spanish steps of Rome

I kept searching through the ally

Searching through the catacombs that night

I closed my eyes and threw a coin in the fountain

Then I looked and she was nowhere in sight

I wandered through the holy city

Like a beggar beneath the moon lit dome

Near the Spanish steps of Rome

I heard a voice as I looked through my fingers

And saw the old monsignor

He gave me his blessing and said

"Don't try and please her"

And then I heard her singing like some diva

Parched upon her throne

On the Spanish steps of Rome

Now I know I should have listened

When he warned me not to follow

I noticed that the statue's eyes

Were all sunken and hollow

She let hose young wolves do the dirty deeds

While she lay there inside her home

On the Spanish steps of Rome