Lyrics
Ruthie in your petal overcoat Ruthie let down your wistful hair and float
Across the drawbridge to my mind Come waft across my crimson moat I'd rather you did that Then let the elder men stand and gloat
Although I'm so much younger in my eyes My thoughts are so much older than the lies My face seems to tell
Ruthie you must let me turn you on Ruthie quick before your chance has gone
I see a world of lemon smiles Of people crossing gates and stiles To clamber into fields of love Dance with grass and scattered dove
Oh come and share a moment with me Ruth While material older eyes look down aloof For we've found Elysium ... Elysium
Ruthie you must let me turn you on Ruthie ... Before your chance has gone