We met on the Via Veneto
In Rome at a sidewalk cafe
The candle light and wine
Her hand so warm and mine
No wonder my heart slipped away
Those soft mandolins in tremolo
Were little things I never saw
Leading to shoes and rye
We met on the Via Veneto
And wound up in paradise
We met on the Via Veneto
And wound up in paradise
We met on the Via Veneto