Tbilisi Lovesong from Poliphomo by Four Friends Called Janet

How’s the weather over there?
Can you smell spring yet in the air?
Are the sunsets still the same?
All pink and gold, the sky aflame?
Do angry men still beat their chests?
Then proudly tell you how they’re blessed
To come from such a land as this
A land of golden wine and bliss

And they weren’t wrong
I knew it all along
Say you’ll wait
Don’t say it’s too late

Where’s my heart, is it with you? Or did I tear it clean in two
And leave a broken piece of me back on those streets for all to see
And where’s my head? I’ve lost that too, my thoughts all lead me back to you
Not sure where home is any more, or what I even came here for.

Has the snow begun to melt?
Did you realise how I felt?
As I walked your crooked streets
And gazed in awe at laundry feats
Do hunchbacked ladies selling spice
Still offer up their sage advice?
And praise the sweetness of their wares
And cry that nothing quite compares

And they weren’t wrong
I knew it all along
Say you’ll wait
Don’t say it’s too late

Where’s my heart, is it with you? Or did I tear it clean in two
And leave a broken piece of me back on those streets for all to see
And where’s my head? I’ve lost that too, my thoughts all lead me back to you
Not sure where home is any more, or what I even came here for.

• Pop
• ballad
• melancholic pop
• strings and piano
• London