Come with me, come take my hand
I’ll take you to another land.
In doubt I shook my head
And yet agreed as he had said
Led down an avenue of trees
Flowers fragrant on the breeze
Until he stopped and drew me close
My heart then surging to my throat
And with willing lips as he had planned
He took me to another land
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