I sit and wonder at the thought. That someday you'll be going. At the same time I realize. I must not be afraid. You are the one I love. You are the one I touch.
Good morning, good afternoon,. And what have you got to say?. Well I'm waiting, but I can't stay long,. It's such a lovely day.. There's a time to be talking.
I sit and wonder at the thought. That someday you'll be going. At the same time I realize. I must not be afraid. You are the one I love. You are the one I touch.
To pretend that one can find. Fantasies in morning rose. Forbidden fruit, hidden lies. Courtesies that I despise in me. . Take a ride, take a shot now.
(By Sandy Denny. U.F.O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972). . My young man, oh he is so fine,. Sweet Rosemary did say.. She gathered flowers and she sang. All about her wedding day..