From under a tuscan sun one day she arrived at his door 
Knock, knock is anybody listening? 
Lightning in a bottle jewel of the crown 
You know someday somebody's gonna love her 
Their eyes met, you could say it was more like a crash 
Over the bed spread 
Henri Magritte ate his apple 
Inside her head 
Torrential rains fell on there wedding day 
And you can't stop tasting it 
Bittersweet, the band was -playing 
Bittersweet, lovers swaying 
Bittersweet shows 
You don't know what you've lost 'til it goes 
Television's out they're still watching "women in love" 
Kick, kick is anybody feeling? 
She digs the fig, she bites straight into his heart 
Someday, somebody will adore her 
They collide, they conspire, they confuse 
All the mystery writers 
Driving down 
Las Vegas boulevard 
While you can't stop tasting it 
Bittersweet, band was playing 
Bittersweet, lovers swaying 
Bittersweet shows 
You don't know what you've lost 'til it goes 
Bittersweet, like sugar-lemons 
Bittersweet, a mystic sermon 
Bittersweet, flows 
Through the gates of heaven you wait for seven moons