I don't believe I've seen
a woman like you anywhere.
And I must admit that I can't see
me making you into a dream.
But if I had a magic wand to wave
I'd send a dove to catch your love
and I'd send a blackbird to steal your heart.
But a broken heart won't cure,
my endless search, little girl,
I gonna fix a magic(al) spell
to weave on you, little girl.
And for the long grass to catch you in
or for the orange to sweeten sin
before there's lemon on my table lain
I'd rather wait and die
a thousand times, little girl,
than take a woman into
the heart of my soul.
but if I catch you sleeping all unawares
I'd carry you off to my secret lair
where I'd bind your heart to my very soul.
I don't believe I've seen
a woman like you anywhere.
And I must admit that I can't see
me making you into a dream.
And if I had a magic wand to wave
I'd send a dove to catch your love
and I'd send a blackbird to steal your heart.
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