Lirama

When in the winter of our discontent
We found a way
To tie a bond between our hearts
In the open field should there we lay
Found a sharp stone, found a big tree
found a clear space in the bark
Laughing louder, chance a fine thing
Moving slowly, off the mark

Out of season, given reason
Could we see inclement weather

refrain:
Will you want me, as I want you, as you are,
The autumn is the finest time,
The finest of them all,
Will you need me, as I need you, as I did,
As I always should've done,
Tell me when we're there

Not too long, and not too far
My dreams and I were wondering
If we harbour, if we labour
Sweet the fruit that fortune brings

Who will help us, through these cold years
Could I glimpse a rising sun

refrain

Will you love me,
As I love you constantly
Wasted in the downpour
Whatever we believe,
Whatever we believe...

Take them under, take them over
Crack the bullwhip
Chop the tree