I was his foreigner
And he was mine
We ate on terraces
And drank the cheapest wine
And he believed in me
Down by the serpentine
How was I to know
It was the best thing
To come along for a long time
I turned the page
And saw three children with smiles
I looked to see
What I could make of the youngest child
And as she blew the candles out
She turned five
How was I to know
It was the best thing
To come along for a long time
What do the people at the end of the world do
About time? What about time?
Their secret sleeps with me
And he was mine
We ate on terraces
And drank the cheapest wine
And he believed in me
Down by the serpentine
How was I to know
It was the best thing
To come along for a long time
I turned the page
And saw three children with smiles
I looked to see
What I could make of the youngest child
And as she blew the candles out
She turned five
How was I to know
It was the best thing
To come along for a long time
What do the people at the end of the world do
About time? What about time?
Their secret sleeps with me
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