Past Lives by Mike Breen - Basilbone Records-copyright 2000.

I dreamed I had a past life
seems so real I think it must be true
I was a priest in Southern France
the year was 1862


Alone I watched one afternoon
the roses in the chapel garden bloom
I heard a playful robin’s tune
and the parish ladies as they cleaned the pews


said a prayer to Mary for the worked I’d yet to do
turned to leave and then I started thinking about you


CHORUS
Past lives I have known them
Past lovers now are friends
I remember now and then 
there is no end


You were the girl from Avignon
A vision on the convent lawn
you made the Pope go back to Rome
and gave this orphan heart a home


when suddenly I had to go
France invaded Mexico
knowing that our time would end 
we made a vow to meet again


said a prayer to Mary for this love so strong and fine
here you are still with me another place another time


CHORUS
Past lives I have known them
Past lovers now are friends
I remember now and then 
there is no end


Now you teach high school history
I read French poetry
we go to the same church on Sunday


CHORUS
Past lives I have known them
Past lovers now are friends
I remember now and then 
there is no end


there is no end

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