Snow Cherries From France

I knew a boy who would not share his bike

Oh but he let me go sailing

I swore that I could survive any storm

Oh then he let me go

Can you launch rockets from here

Boy I've done it for years right over my head

And when I promised my hand

He promised me back snow Cherries from France

All that summer we traveled the world

Never leaving his own back garden

Girls I didn't know just what it could be

Oh but he let me go sailing

You question me Can you ride anything

Lord do you mean like your mood swings

Invaders and traders with the best intentions

May convince you to go

"They look like pirates from here"

Boy I've been one for years just keeping my head

And when I promised my hand

You promised me back snow Cherries from France

All that summer we traveled the world

Never leaving his own back garden

Girls I didn't know just what it could be

Oh but he let me go sailing

And then one day he said

"Girl it's been nice oh but I have to go sailing"

With cinnamon lips that did not match his eyes

Oh then he let me go