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