With your clover You're picking cherries Taking pills And running with the steam Loves all make believe Swinging branches By your mansion And by the pool she's posing leopard skin Got you dancing in Please, pull the string now Turn the winds all round and round Oh the diamonds don't lift up Oh the color shift and cut Staring down at wondering faces who want your place But on the papers you can shine and fly Smiling in their eyes Over land and over space You take me to that unreal place That I had never known Don't you cry Please! Turn!