We met on the Via VenetoIn Rome at a sidewalk cafeThe candle light and wineHer hand so warm and mineNo wonder my heart slipped awayThose soft mandolins in tremoloWere little things I never sawLeading to shoes and ryeWe met on the Via VenetoAnd wound up in paradiseWe met on the Via VenetoAnd wound up in paradiseWe met on the Via Veneto