Son of a French nobleman
Brought up in castles overlooking
The Seine
And you inherited your father's looks
I didn't-
But who's counting anyway
You watch the children who play in the courtyard
The ones you've never met
Only read of in books
The girl with the red hair arrives as daily at 3 o'clock
Sometimes by the old church
Sometimes by the grey village clock
So you jump down from your favorite spot
The place where the crows nest
And the sparrows never stop
And you run across the courtyard just to take her hand
And walk through the galleries of ancient art
And you hold her close and say you'll never let her go
Like some people only dream of
And what do you really expect me to do?
Just lay back and take it?
But one day I'll break away
And we'll walk down the old church steps together
And we'll jump upon the nearest boat
And we'll run through candy floss fields forever
It's just forever...

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN