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[Intro] The wind is blowing through the cypress trees, Like a whispered prayer. I love the way the ancient breeze, Messes up your hair. [Verse] I forget everything I did wrong, Ever word that I didn't say, [Verse]Every feeling I put a lid on, Every time you walked away. And now my life is a kind of prison, Full of bars that can't break through, And the only time I'm living, Is when I'm here with you. [Chorus]Under Roman skies I'm free. Under Roman skies I shed all my skin. Under Roman skies I'm me, The person who I could have been. Under Roman skies... Under Roman skies... [Bridge]You never feel that rush of blood, When he grabs your hand. You wish he'd make you tremble but, You know he can't. [Pre-Chorus]He was right for you in theory, Steady as a pulse. You thought that you were thinking clearly, and being an adult. ...But when you're living life on paper, it's always going to rip, And now you love it when I make you Bite your lip. [Chorus]Under Roman skies you're free. Under Roman skies you shed all your skin. Under Roman skies you see The person who you could've been. You see...[Solo] [Bridge]Oh, Under Roman Skies we're free. But since Roman Skies can't change what has been, Keep those angel eyes on me, And show me how a saint can sin, [Outro]Under Roman skies. Under Roman skies. Under Roman skies! Under Roman skies, we're free. Under Roman skies. Under Roman skies! Under Roman skies! Roman skies.