A Memory of Enchantment

Once a vernal girl was falling in love

But misconstrued me

And said she could see in me her future

It was the brightest day we'd seen

It was spring in Central Park

Light dazzled and sparked our eyes with white satin

And the air was stark and clean

We walked the pathways bathed in gold, blue and green

And we were young and she was fair

But I was libertine

When in a turn unexpected from out of her girlish heart

She threw a dart that targeted my freedom

Revealed to me a hopeful scheme, a plan, a chart

She made a wish upon a star

She believed that we could build a life like making art

And grow a family and never part

I was a younger soul than she

I couldn't see the tree for the forest of green

That rose to fill the scene

Foolish me, some Jack with magic beans

Dreaming foolish dreams

Dreaming foolish dreams

Now night falls like a friend

Time calls and I'm standing in a glen

And it dawns what might have been now is then

And I'm young again

And I recall the moment when

She makes a wish upon a star

She says that we can make a life like making art

And grow a family and never part

And it's the brightest day I'd ever seen