She remembered her walks on the Primrose Hill
She could even hear her steps
She talked about the trees, the mansion and the mill
The far distance ahead
She went out to see the burning sky of April's end
I won't ever forget this time we've spend
Just feeling the tickling gra** below
Sitting here in a closer wide meadow
And as I jumped over the fence
I understood I couldn't miss my chance
Sometimes I think this night
I might better have stayed home
But only for this elementary lapse of reason
I thank God or anyone
I instantly knew my doubts had gone
With all the bad plans I had drawn
It's like she took my fate in her hands
We started to run and feel as giants
And as I jumped over the fence
I saw this most beautiful evidence