There's something that sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow
A piper:
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"
I see him when I turn the lights down low,
In my garden, wading through the pond.
Dressed in sailing wear.
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"
I've called him by every name I know,
By every name I know,
But he won't answer me.
He keeps coming forward, but never moving.
Is there no destiny here?
It sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow
A piper:
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"
