one apple one pomfret
the debouce to that road

three children play loudly
a lonely song of ballet
want you to be mine
I know is not fine
I know is not right
I know now is not the time
wonder I say when
is day get upon your life
get upon your life

let it be right
let it be right
let it be right
let it be right

all around me
people seems so happy
how can we be happy one
then know you are with me

every night I see the way see
the way I dance all alone

here may suddenly now
there is no doubting no no

we have  thought trouble
tire me to your elbow
to the sun is not going
when the wording is turning
I can be your sweet love