Darling, I know I’ve disappointed you
I’ve been serving the king of England
Gathering flowers for the crown
And I’d just like to say, I picked some for you

My lover, my gold oriole in the morning
Golden-throated song thrush singing
Eidetic finch first spied on by Darwin

A lover’s arms, a child’s smile, a man’s good gift of love
She gave them to me, I gave them to you

I want you so bad
And I need you for all time
Cos you look so good
After so much red wine
But now you’re all gone
Like that bottle of wine
Now my glass is half full
And you’re on my mind