Provence - Allan Taylor, Beo Brockhausen, Ian Melrose

I see you in a white dress, your hair blows in the wind

You’re walking barefoot in the grass, summer’s come again

Fields of sweet lavender, Provence in the sun

All is forgiven, all is one

I will sit and watch you, I will paint the scene

I will trace the outline and the colours inbetween

We’ll lie on a blanket and picnic in the sun

All is forgiven, all is one

When the light begins to fade at the end of day

There’s no need to be afraid

We can always turn away

One day we’ll remember how it used to be

How I stood alone in your affections and you were everything to me

Our time is not over, a new day has begun

And all is forgiven, all is one

When the light begins to fade at the end of day

There’s no need to be afraid

We can always turn away

I see you in a white dress, your hair blows in the wind