Rosemary - Suzanne Vega

Do you remember how you walked with me

Down the street into the square?

How the women selling rosemary

Pressed the branches to your chest

Promised luck and all the rest

And put their fingers in your hair?

I had met you just the day before

Like an accident of fate

In the window there behind your door

How I wanted to break in

To that room beneath your skin

But all that would have to wait

In the Carmen of the Martyrs

With the statues in the courtyard

Whose heads and hands were taken

In the burden of the sun;

I had come to meet you

With a question in my footsteps

I was going up the hillside

And the journey just begun

My sister says she never dreams at night

There are days when I know why;

Those possibilities within her sight

With no way of coming true

Some things just don’t get through

Into this world, although they try

In the Carmen of the Martyrs

With the statues in the courtyard

Whose heads and hands were taken

In the burden of the sun;

I had come to meet you

With a question in my footsteps

I was going up the hillside

And the journey just begun

All I know of you

Is in my memory

All I ask is you

Remember me