Lyrics: Jones
Music: Jones
Lyrics:
I met a lass with eyes of glass
Named Amy Atlas-Friend
She cooked for me, I served her tea
For two upon the Thames
But don't believe the thought police
They'll twist your words in fives
If love is blind then so am I
My Dove begins to fly
I know you need love too
I heard you wanna be my Dove
I've seen us near Venus
Between us
Would you be my
Love is the color of the Dove
That awakens my blood
Turtle Turtle Turtle Dove
The day began with cakes and flans
And elderberry wine
We swam the brook where atlas shook
And coaxed her cat alive
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