I hope you come and stay with me
Oh we can camp under the old fig tree
I'll draw your bath and I will make your tea
All for the girl who said she would marry me
Baby, if we cut our ways between us
All the miles and the mountain tops
I know that we could count on it
Honey, we could live a life of cowardess
Or we could build a little bower nest
Something to believe in
Besides this awful mess
I've got this anchor on my finger now [unverified]
I've got your blood pumping through my veins
And [unverified] somehow when I'm with you I cannot breath
I give my heart but then you took my lungs from me, ooh
Baby, we'll get a little plane to Napoli
We'll buy some land and start a family
Whatever you ain't never had
Honey, we can stay in bed for hours
Talking sh** and telling bad jokes
And working on our garden
Where we will sell all of our restless hope