Dying on the vine

Warwick Hotel I know it well We lived a dream so sweet, so sweet I see Philly in the snowy gloom We could have laid there 'til afternoon Our cut runs deep, so deep, so deep And the eyes of Sarahjane I see the happy times again And in the eyes of Sarahjane I see the happy times again We couldn't sleep Laugh 'til we weep Then time stood still, so still, so still