Stacey Kent You Are There

Paintings Enric Torres Prat Stacey Kent You Are There, Album Dreamsville, Lyrics In the evening When the kettles on for tea An old familiar feeling settles over me And its your face I see And I believe that you are In a garden When I stop to touch a rose And feel the petal soft and sweet against my nose I smile and I suppose That somehow maybe you are When Im dreaming And I find myself awake without a warning Then I rub my eyes and fantasize And all at once I Its