One & Twenty

When I was one and twenty I heard a wise man say Give crowns, and pounds and pennies But not your heart away Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy-free When I was one and twenty No use to talk to me I won't try to ask you why Tell me it's okay, that everything's the same On a Sunday evening My love and I would lie See the coloured city And look up at the sky Looking for the stars That we could never find On a Sunday evening My love and I entwined I won't try to ask you why Tell me it's okay, that everything's the same I won't try to ask you why Tell me it's okay, that everything's the same