It sounds quite good though

When I was one and twenty
Yeah I heard a wise man say
Give crowns and pounds and pennies
But not your heart away
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free
But I was one and twenty
No use to talk to me

I won't try to ask you why
Tell me it's okay
Everything's the same

On a Sunday evening
My love and I would lie
See the coloured city
And look up at the sky
Looking for the stars
That we could never find
On a Sunday evening
My love and I entwined

I won't try to ask you why
Tell me it's okay
That everything's the same

I won't try to ask you why
Tell me it's okay
Though everything's the s