The innocent smell lovely The young and pure and ready I'm dancing in the darkness of her eyes I'm privileged to smell you You needn't hang around me You've got all your life for pungent lies
Can't think about what if the Sun stays down I believe it never has before There may be less between us than we thought May be less between us and the Lord Let nothing come between us Nothing, nothing, nothing
You ask so many questions And still expect an answer But soon you will not listen anyway Fool enough to think he knows the way
In the London Sunday rain For you to engulf me in your embrace