Lyrics Rome - Line Gøttsche

I share a glass of water
With my house plants
We are keeping each other alive
I can not believe it is the same moon
I did not really think we would have to strive
I did not realise I was in danger
But you turned out to be a stranger
I did not realise I was in danger
But you turned out to be a stranger
We stretch summer in Rome
Resting our eyes on the domes
A whole body on five toes
Now on my lap
So close to me
My computer imitates your body heat