Song - 18th Century Gentleman

18th Century Gentleman

Sometimes I think I’m from a different time

That my soul left my love long behind

In a world of gowns and elegant dancing,

Where he stands at the golden staircase waiting…

I don’t belong in this modern world

Where the traditional ways have faded away

When being tan, skinny and wild is beauty—

I wish to be found in the long ago days

I’m living a dream, a fantasy—

Where everyone tried to look like me

(chorus)

Curls pinned high, gloves on my hand

The night comes alive with the party band

A grand mansion, rich aristrocrats—

I see him across the room

Our eyes meet, hands in unison—

I dance with my 18th century gentleman, all is gone…

We’re young, the world’s at our feet

He could have anyone, all he wants is me

Not about money, not about status

We speak of literature and music, we break the rules

He sweeps me off my feet

I take his breathe away

He loves my mind as much as my eyes

I don’t stand a chance three centuries later

Too proper for this world

(chorus)

Time seperated us, I cannot find him again

I crave a traditional love that seems unknown.

(chorus x 2) 

Sometimes I think I’m from another time

That my soul left my love long behind

 Sursa