He sits by the bedWatches while she sleepsHer favourite book of poems liesJust beyond reachHe walks to the doorwayHe turns before he goesShe starts to stir as heTurns the light down low and saysYou be Marianne and I'll be LennyTogether we'll live on the isle of hydraThere in that land of plentyWe'll be there till the end of time
Eat tangerines and orangesThey bring down from the hillsDrink retsina at the cafeAnd watch, watch what time never killsAnd never grow oldAnd never watch old friends dieAnd like Peter PanWe'll be captain of that steel blue sky
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Things would be so much simpler thenNo need for fantasy, and no pretenseWouldn't watch old friends dieCaptains of our own designWe'll be there till the end ofWe'll be there till the end of time
He sits by the bedWatches while she sleepsHer favourite book of poems lies
Just beyond reach
CHORUS
-apologies to Leonard Cohen and Greece...Hydra is pronounced heedra...poetic licence and all that you know
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