You're All I Think About (Other Than the Roman Empire)

[Verse 1] You’re the sunlight on my morning skin, The calm before my wars begin. Every heartbeat feels divine — Like Jupiter himself designed. But then my mind drifts off again, To Roman roads and disciplined men. Baby, you’re my everything, Except when I’m picturing the Punic Wars again. [Chorus] You’re all I think about — Other than the Roman Empire. My love burns bright, like oil and fire, Or Caesar’s funeral pyre. You’re all I think about — Except the siege of Carthage town. I’d cross the Rubicon for you, Then march right back around. [Verse 2] I tried to write a simple song, But now I’m citing Tacitus wrong. I meant to say “I love your smile,” Instead I’m tracing ancient trade routes for a while. You’re my muse, my Aphrodite — (Yes, I know she’s Greek, don’t fight me.) I swear I’m yours, in heart and mind — But my mind’s in 509 B.C. half the time. [Chorus] You’re all I think about — Other than the Roman Empire. My heart’s a coliseum fire, You’re my emperor, my choir. You’re all I think about — When I’m not on some tangent dumb. You’re my Cleopatra dream, But, again, wrong kingdom — whoops, that’s one. [Bridge] Every kiss, every touch, Makes me whisper veni, vidi, vici too much. You roll your eyes, I understand — It’s hard to love a history man. You said, “Just focus, stay with me.” I said, “Sorry, babe, did you know about Diocletian’s Tetrarchy?” [Chorus – Reprise] You’re all I think about — Other than the Roman Empire. My heart’s in chains, my soul’s inspired, Like Spartacus, I won’t retire. You’re all I think about — And that’s a solemn vow. But if Augustus could rebuild Rome in stone, I can focus on you... for [Outro] You’re my Venus, my victory hymn, My love, my Rome — eternal and grim. You’re all I think about, it’s true... Other than the Roman Empire — and maybe Byzantium too.