When you meet me in the city In the famous square, You always look so pretty Just standing there That my tongue gets tied And my heart takes a leap With a feeling inside that's so strong and deep. You always put me at my ease With your style and your grace, But it's hard to tell your thoughts From the look upon your face, When you meet me in the city In the famous square, To spend a little time with me I thank the Lord in prayer. When we walk beneath the trees And talk as friend to friend, Something in the breeze Tells me that this should never end, When you meet me in the city In the famous square, I'm so happy in your company I want to scream it everywhere. © Brian Ahern 2009