We drove for a day through the downs called here,; the prettiest of pubs ,far and near . We smiled for the world we held in our hand we didn’t ,but journeyed through a thousand lands. I feel attracted to your world , beguiled….beguile me… And yet as the golden sun through abundant head of cow parsley silently ,serenely but quickly slips away , I fight back to my love and find , your still the same ,mine and kind. I feel attracted to your world , beguiled, beguile me… And when the sun let us land , I quickly stood and took your hand , we wished that time alone stand still, stand still…stand still.. I feel attracted to your world . Beguiled …beguile me! A dream called love is one of a few, so few! I doubted if it could happen to us two… and yet as we walk our paths today ,I find it hard to stay away I feel attracted to your world .. I feel your hand clutched in mine ,and wonder how long together we’ll be ,…..together …,and how long as friends we’ll be