I don't believe I have seen A woman like you anywhere And I must admit that I can't1 see My making you into a dream
But if I had a magic wand to wave I'd send a dove to catch your love And I'd send a blackbird to steal your heart
And a broken heart won't cure my endless search, little girl I'm going to fix a magic spell to weave on you, little girl L for the long grass to catch you in O for the orange to sweeten sin V for this very moment E for thee2
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I'd rather wait and die A thousand times, little girl Than take a woman into The heart of my soul
And if I catch you sleeping all unawares3 I'll carry you off to my secret lair There I'll bind your heart to my very soul
I don't believe I have seen A woman like you anywhere And I must admit I can't see My making you into a dream
And if I had a magic wand to wave I'd send a dove to catch your love And I'd send a blackbird to steal your heart