Sonoma & Sistine
I got a letter from foreign parts
I broke a few Italian hearts
I recall a night in old Verona
But that’s a long way from California
She liked Madonna Del Rosario
I’d rather have Marilyn Monroe
When I saw her for the very first time
I didn’t think twice but to make her mine
And I couldn’t let her know
That I’d have to let her go
There was someone I’d left behind
I’ve been torn between
Sonoma and Sistine
Between a lover and a little peace of mind
In the Chapel of the Sacred Heart
I was walking through Renaissance art
Might have been a Caravaggio
Or something by Leonardo
Did you ever burn a lover’s notes?
For fear of lace and petticoats
I’m wise enough to know that I’ve been cruel
Read enough to know that love’s made me a fool
And I couldn’t let her know…
And I couldn’t let her know…
© Sonoma & Sistine words and music by Tom Fairnie, Mark Barnett, Bob Shields & Jane Fairnie 22nd Sept 2007
Sonoma & Sistine (poem)
It’s autumn, sure as falling leaves
And misty reasons to believe
The light that flatters and deceives
A tangled web isn’t all she weaves
There’s lace and petticoats
It’s arithmetic and honesty
And music, that was yesterday
And laughter where the children play
Among the whispers, as the poets say
I sent my love a note
13th © Bob Shields