Come on, come on, let's take a chance now!
We could fall in love!
Stealing to your window, again
I say "We could fall in love!"
Sighing in exasperation,
"No," you say again. "This simply is not love."
And I just know that we could work out
Even though you're royalty and I am not---
There's a chance that you are wrong and
I am right this time!
Thrashing through the fen and dew,
I thought what I wouldn't do for you,
Stealing hearts of Marsh King's daughters,
well, this is something new!
Come on, darling, run with me--we'll take the bog on foot.
We'll be not lost, you see, though dark the bog shall be.
When we arrive there on our feet, you just stay close to me!
Bring the rain and bring the mire,
because we've always been okay.
There was this time not too long ago that
you listened to me say,
"Come on, come on, let's take a chance now, we could fall in love!"