Might look so grand from a distance that you need to touch It gives a vision of the simple but it is so much
I won't be fooled by its touch of emotional supply The scent of affair in heavy love we dry The cold in the bare grass so delicate by one's eye Is why we can't ally and elope tonight
Almost forgotten the way we used to live for play To be accepted, I must blend into convention's way And sing the universal ways
I won't be fooled by its touch of emotional supply The scent of affair in heavy love we dry The cold in the bare grass so delicate by one's eye Is why we can't ally and elope tonight