My heart is red, the meadow is green; you are standing there in your silk dress and looking at me longingly, with your eyes your eyes of feline longing, Mon amour.
I wish to soothe that longing, wishing to souls above, let me take you on my dreamboat, my dreamboat of love,
Soothe the ache, from the punch I did not deliver.
Protect and shelter you in my arms, so that I may be one with you, in bed, forever and ever until I'm dead, severed from you. But I will find my way back to you, even if it comes to that.
Soon... We will meet in the flesh. and this ache will subside.
Soon I will hold you, and soothe your sadness at mankind's ways. Soon I will be the man you deserve too