Every time I drink red wine,
there's music in the air.
I am yours and you are mine.
Love is everywhere.
Remember Vepapino in the high Italian snow.
Cold the night but warm the love,
if you and I alone.
An old man played the mandolin,
a young girl poured the wine.
And your eyes said all I long to hear,
when you raise your glass to mine.
Every time I drink red wine,
there's music in the air.
I am yours and you are mine.
Love is everywhere.
I went north,
you went south,
on a sleepy midnight train.
Like a moth in search of freedom,
fleeing
from the flame.
Did you find that Venice job?
For long I never knew.
And I often fell the
late night bar, where I drank a health to you.
Every time I drink red wine,
there's music in the air.
I am yours and you are mine.
Love is everywhere.
Those far out times still warm the mind,
like a blanket in the wind.
But no one near,
I sometimes hear the lonely mandolin.
So I'll drink to all the dreamers,
let the young girl pour the wine.
And I'll look into your eyes again,
as you raise your glass to mine.
Every time I drink red wine,
there's music in the air.
I am yours and you are mine.
Love is everywhere.
Every time I drink red wine,
there's music in the air.