Atlas
I swear I saw you
On page thirty-two
Between America and Asian
In your United Kingdom Suit
If I turned the page
Would you fall all the way to Amsterdam?
I thought we could meet for tea
In Julian
You could have a mistress
Hidden up in York
And I would be the fool behind
The blue Atlantic door
An inch on the page is seven-hundred to Vienna
To Vienna
I thought we could meet for tea
In Julian
And I can find anyone
To make for you
Nothing else would awaken me
Like the love of you
Like the love of you
If I had my way
I'd dig up Moses
Sea-parting blue prince
Of a dozen roses
I would be yours
And you would be mine
Be mine
But instead we could meet for tea
In Julian
And I can find anyone
To make for you
Nothing else would awaken me
Like the love of you
Like the love of you
Na saan ka
I need you to be here
Na saan ka
I need you to be here
And I can find anyone
To make for you
Like the love of you
Autor(es): Mary Gryner