(Olivia Newton-John)

In my room,where I used to sleep with you
Things have changed

All that's left are the memories of two
Two who loved and dreamed where
The trees seem to whisper your name
But I don't like to go there
'Cause Rosewater no longer feels the same

Through the glass
The sun shows the knocks on the wall
seasons pass and you know how it looks in the fall
Here at my Rosewater,the glass is a deeper green
And a calm surrounds her
when love was here,the warmest place I've ever been

As I walk the echo of empty,I hear
And I feel that this house is not home
And now we're not here,It's lonely
The stairs seem to beckon me to stay
But dreams are better treasured
Than slowly eaten away

Christmas time,when snow filled your garden with while
Then the moon's cold patterns on windows at night
Now you'll make a new home
With people as hopefull as we
Over their dreams and their secrets
But don't ever,please don't ever
Rosewater,forget about me
Forget about me