Chris de Burgh - The shadow of the mountain

Last night I dreamed again that I was by your s^Emide, I felt your tender kiss, and with your lips on m^Amine, My world bec^Amame, complete ag^Emain, Beneath the sh^Badow of the mountain, We were lovers till the dawn was on the s^Emea,

But with the morning sun the dream had disapp^Emeared, And I awoke and still believed that you were h^Amere, But soon the d^Amay will come ag^Emain, Beneath the sh^Badow of the mountain, I'll be with you when my soldier's work is d^Emone,

When the summer w^Cinds begin to bl^Gow, That is wh^Den I will be sailing to my h^Emome, To the olive tr^Cees and the golden c^Gorn, That wh^Amispers in the fields up in the h^Bills, Beyond the place where I was b^Emorn,

And here in Rome the talk is all about the w^Emar, As men of Caesar we have heard those words bef^Amore, And though I'm str^Among, my heart bel^Emongs, Beneath the sh^Badow of the mountain, And my lover who is waiting there for m^Eme,

When the summer w^Cinds begin to bl^Gow, That is wh^Den you'll see the sails that bring me h^Emome, To the olive tr^Cees and the golden c^Gorn That wh^Amispers in the fields up in the h^Bills, Above Pompeii where I was b^Emorn,

^{Em Am} I will return ^Em Beneath the sh^Badow of Vesuvius, We'll be together till the day we d^Emie.^Am...^B. ^Em Last night I dreamed again that I was by your s^Emide.......