a ouvir rented rooms - swing version

Drinking a little bottle of Graham's 20 Years old...
Thinking about all those little things I haven't been told...
The moon is so round tonight and I feel so bright...
Why is it so blue?!
When I think about you?!

Is it because no lies lying down?
Or is it because we both know the little paths o of our town?

We visited a port wine cellar
Felt the silence of the wine growing old...
Breathing and mixing
With the tanines of our souls...

And we played around
And we "melange" ourselves together
There's no town
There's no world
And we're flying like a feather...

And then violins
and pianos
and saxofones
and sopranos
and swings

and we do have wings...