I lost myself on a cool, damp night.
Gave myself in that misty light.
Was hypnotised by a strange delight,
Under a lilac tree.
I made wine from the lilac tree,
Lost my heart in it’s recipe.
It made me see what I want to see,
And be what I want to be.
But I think more than I ought to think
I do things I never should do
I drink much more than I ought to drink
Because, it brings me back you….
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love,
Lilac wine, – I feel unsteady, like my love.
Listen to me…
I cannot see clearly.
Isn’t that he, coming to me
Nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady.
Where’s my love?
Lilac wine, – I feel unsteady,
Where’s my love?
Listen to me…
Why is everything so hazy?
Isn’t that he, or am I going crazy?
Lilac wine, I feel I’m ready
for my love…
Feel I’m ready for my love.