How could one ever think anything's permanent   How can you sleep when I'm going away   I haven't a reason left in my head   To not go away      Haven't you heard I've a new invitation   To give to a woman who sits and who works   Whose father does not ever not let her have   Something she wants      When will you work and when will you struggle   To die in a day and rescend your own fate   Cause I haven't the time nor have I the need   To sit here and wait      It took her in when it just didn't want to   When she came to the house and she sat in the yard   And she whistled and stared at the day make its way   It was found to be hard      It was hard to know you were the only lover   But that you would test it so carelessly   That you would ruin me if I would not have you   This is your way