The Last Romantic Warrior China Sky

Through the dusty pages of my memory
I recall the first time she appeared
Was a misty morning when she came into my life
Like the last snow of winter, my fears had disappeared
An angel lost from heaven, trying to find her way
I could see the desperation in her eyes
I was the last romantic warrior and I would be her guide
It happened a long time ago under a China sky

China sky
Pictures in my mind
Of days gone by
Under a China sky
China sky

Like a nightingale, she sung to me a gentle melody
Was the sweetest sound that I have ever known
Suddenly I felt that I was falling like the rain
Right before my eyes, she was gone
Now I've been searching all my life for what I lost that day
And I swear I hear her song on summer nights
I'm the last romantic warrior, my dream will never die
And one day I will find her there under a China sky

China sky
Pictures in my mind
Of days gone by
Under a China sky
Under a China sky