London times. Hear they were the golden times. Captured all the hearts and minds. Oh how the memory shines. Like diamonds. Keep shining, like diamonds.
With the sky caving in and the world falling out. Hope seems a stranger, shackled in doubt. I feel I'm entitled - in no way obliged-. To save you from drowning.
Guess you're wondering what he's doing now. If he's thinking of you somehow. Seems very strange. And love is hard to re-arrange. . Sunny days bring back the memories.
I am just a lonely man. Won't you come along again. Fill me up and make me feel alright. . Be as good as I was bad. Lift me up and make me feel all right.
Oh the Geese fly and the Peewhit sing. As I ride on my Horse, on the first day of Spring. And the river flows o'er the grass so green,. As I fly to my Lady, of Catrine.
Through the long grass, past the tall trees. There's a cabin that's a nestlin in the pines. Where my sweethearts catchin small fish. With a cane and a bent pin on a line.