Rosemary's Wine - Neil Diamond

And her eyes

Hurt the way they do

Almost like theyў‚¬"ўd seen

Almost like they knew

And her words

Soft as they could be

Tied me to her soul

And couldnў‚¬"ўt set me free

And the night

That held us in its arms

It held us once again

But even then

I knew this time

That I would decline

Sweet Rosemaryў‚¬"ўs Wine

Lately I

Seem to be inclined

More to being cold

Less to being kind

And I suppose

That Iў‚¬"ўve been less than true

Being what I am

What was I to do?

So I drink

The sweetness of her soul

And drink it once again

But even then

I guess Iў‚¬"ўd known

That I would decline

Sweet Rosemaryў‚¬"ўs wine