Why don't you come with me
Let us create our own fantasy
Let our hair down, fancy free
It sounds good you must agree
In a carpet of luscious thyme
A lone oak tree for us to climb
I will swing away in my prime
Hanging from limbs like a chime
I wish I could create the perfect fantasy
What dreams lurk there for you and me
Pretty seashells sprinkled near blue sea
Cups of honey laced with jasmine tea
The paradox you will agree
Is the fact that we are three
You will choose between he and me
Picking me I just do not foresee
In a carpet of luscious thyme
A lone oak tree for us to climb
I will swing away in my prime
Hanging from limbs like a chime
In a carpet of luscious thyme
A lone oak tree for us to climb
I will swing away in my prime
Hanging from limbs like a chime
I wish I could create the perfect fantasy
What dreams lurk there for you and me
Pretty seashells sprinkled near blue sea
Cups of honey laced with jasmine tea
The paradox you will agree
Is the fact that we are three
You will choose between he and me
Picking me I just do not foresee
So I hang here in this tree
My love just a distant memory
They will come and stare at me
Just tell them I am free