The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream When I saw you first, the time was half past three When your eyes met mine it was eternity By now we know the wave is on it's way to be So close your eyes For that's a lovely way to be Aware

Baa, baa, black sheep Have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir Three bags full One for the master One for the dame And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane Three bags full.