Tall oak trees, grass up to the knees
we're walking on the seeds of love
Garden fair, the wind blows through our hair
walking on the seeds of love

I want it all, or I want nothing at all
Come by yourself, or not at all
Come by yourself, or not at all

Long white gown, your train upon the ground
Gather all the seeds of love
Lady fair, pull the vail upon your hair
to scatter all the seeds of love

I want it all, or I want nothing at all
Come by yourself, or not at all
Come by yourself, or not at all