Heart Of My Heart, The World Is

Bring The Buds Of The Hazel-copse, Where Two Lovers Kissed At Noon; Bring The Crushed Red Wild-thyme Tops Where They Murmured Under The Moon.

Oh, Grown-ups Cannot Understand, And Grown-ups Never Will, How Short The Way To Fairyland Across The Purple Hill.

Outlawed, But Not Alone, For Love Is Outlawed, Too. You Cannot Banish Us, Proud World: We Banish You.

Happy, Happy, Happy For All That God Hath Done, Glad Of All The Little Leaves Dancing In The Sun.

Heart Of My Heart, The World Is Young; Love Lies Hidden In Every Rose! Every Song That The Skylark Sung Once, We Thought, Must Come To A Close: Now We Know The Spirit Of Song, Song That Is Merged In The Chant Of The Whole, Hand In Hand As We Wander Along, What Should We Doubt Of The Years That Roll?