I was his foreigner
And he was mine.
We ate on terraces
And drank the cheapest wine.
And he believed in me
Down by the serpentine.
How was I to know
It was the best thing
To come along for a long time.
I turned the page
And saw three children with smiles.
I looked to see
What I could make of the youngest child.
And as she blew the candles out
She turned five.
How was I to know
It was the best thing
To come along for a long time.
What do the people at the end of the world do
About time? What about time?
Their secret sleeps with me.
(Carly Simon) I was his foreigner And he was mine. We ate on terraces And drank the cheapest wine. And he believed in me Down by the serpentine. How was I to know It was the best thing To come along for a long time. I turned the page And saw three children with smiles. I looked to see What I could make of the youngest child. And as she blew the candles out She turned five. How was I to know It was the best thing To come along for a long time. What do the people at the end of the world do About time? What about time? Their secret sleeps with me. Explain Request ×
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