Deep within my heart lies a melody, a song of old San Antone. Where in dreams I live with a memory, beneath the stars all alone.It was there I found beside the olive grove, enchantment as strange as the blue up above. Moon that passed that only she would know, still here's my broken song of love.Moon in all your splendor, know only my heart, call back my rose, rose of San Antone. Nibs so sweet and tender, like petals falling apart, make one skin of my love, my own.Broken song ain't the words I know, still live in my heart all along. And that moonlit past by the olive grove, and rose, my rose of San Antone.*Instagram & Twitter www.instagram.comMoon in all your splendor, know only my heart, call back my rose, rose of San Antone.Nibs so sweet and tender, like petals falling apart, make one skin of my love, my own. Broken song ain't the words I know, still live in my heart all along. And that moonlit past by the olive grove, and rose, my rose of San Antone.*Instagram & Twitter www.instagram.com