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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?
What do the people at the end of the world do
About time, what about time?
Their secret sleeps with me
How was I to know
It was the best thing to come along
For a long time?
How was I, how was I to know
It was the best thing to come along
For a long time?