Into the night time sky
Not to read in between the lines
Grow so old again

In gardens all wet with rain

That I even felt the pain

And I will walk and talk
And they'll get high on a bluer ocean
And I will walk and talk
For to quench my thirst
Grow so old again
And I shall watch the ferry boats
Sugar, baby with your champagne eyes
And I will not remember
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
We shall walk and talk
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
And I will raise my hand up
In gardens all wet with rain

And you shall take me strongly
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
And I shall drive my chariot
And I will never, never, never
And your saint like smile
That's just fine and I'll be satisfied
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
And I will never grow so old again
Down your streets and cry

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
That's shining in your eye
And I will drink the clear clean water
Against tomorrow's sky

And I don't know why
And count the stars
In your arms again