Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought

And everything fell in place for me

The fashion of passion, I rationed with caution

Because of the notion, the potion of passion

Had never been passed to me

But since it was Sunday and sunny, I went for a stroll

But peanuts and pigeons and people put me in a hole

A blessing refreshing in you did unfold

Dispelling depressing, distressing thoughts from my soul

Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought

And everything fell in place for me

The fashion of passion, I rationed with caution

Because of the notion, the potion of passion

Had never been passed to me

But now with you're by my side

I find that I feel so satisfied

Somebody must have lied to me