We set our minds to greenage meantime
honeymoon and pilgrims secretly wed
loves on the run with our minds full of hopes and a bun in the oven
counting all our blessings and it felt like wonderland
when we walked hand in hand
to violet hill gardens and there we sat in the sun
blissfully beaming
the peak of our heyday such a defining moment to remember our love by
to remember our love by without clandestine
passenger before the third type encounter
mostly fulfilled wonderfully pregnant absolutely
frail shamelessly expectant you appeared to me
like the Virgin Mary with a heart full of
grace in a peaceful stair radiating over
London with natural care and we got to meet
the kindest human beings also the
St. John's wood
flowing in an effigy sway and no evil spoils our day
I still hold
on to that feeling like a lifeline
ooh yeah like a lifeline
such a sense of wholeness lover
how could we ever get higher
that sets our minds to greenage meantime
the honeymoon and pilgrims again and again
and again