Couldn’t we stay here just a little longer in paradise,
Before we get back to the rough and the tumble of rolling dice?
For the deep breath in the breathing,
For the sake of always leaving,
Let us stay a long time.
Cos nowadays you’ll find me smelling the morning flowers,
Trying to find some kind of secret time in between the hours.
For the hand you’ve found worth holding,
For a sky that’s always golden,
Let it be a long time.
Now it’s you and I - let it be a long time.