Oh, you're wise but you can barely hide
That you are young and wild
A free spirit still easily mortified
You're young, not yet defiled.
You're old and mature beyond your age
But still, how little, you know
My beautiful little guru—sage
But still, how little, you know.
You're like a dream out of sequence
A fairytale, without—
A stationary moment of frequency
A fairytale, without—
A happy ending, but don't be sad
Darling oh, there's still time
At least for us, so try and be glad
Because our, love, isn't a mime.
Oh, you're wise but you can barely hide
Your heart is a burning house
Oh, you're wise but you can barely hide
Your heart is full of vows.
And your soul is ready to run astray
So come away with me
I want you for my bride, salutary
Marry me I invitee.
For good or bad for better or worse
Come on what's there to fear
Darling, say to me, you'll not be averse
Marring me a life we'll share.
You're old and mature beyond your age
But still, how little, you know
My beautiful little guru—sage
But still, how little, you know.
You're like a dream out of sequence
A fairytale, without—
A stationary moment of frequency
A fairytale, without—
A happy ending, but don't be sad
Darling oh, there's still time
At least for us, so try and be glad
Because our, love, isn't a mime.
Come away with me
To Gretna Green...
By the old blacksmith shop
In Dumfries toasted with a drop of scotch.
Come away with me
Girl marries me.
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