Bert Jansch - A Woman Like You lyrics

I don't believe I've seen a woman like you anywhere. And I must admit that I can't see me making you into a dream. But if I had a magic wand to wave I'd send a dove to catch your love and I'd send a blackbird to steal your heart. But a broken heart won't cure, my endless search, little girl, I gonna fix a magic(al) spell to weave on you, little girl. And for the long gra** to catch you in or for the orange to sweeten sin before there's lemon on my table lain I'd rather wait and die a thousand times, little girl, than take a woman into the heart of my soul. but if I catch you sleeping all unawares I'd carry you off to my secret lair where I'd bind your heart to my very soul. I don't believe I've seen a woman like you anywhere. And I must admit that I can't see me making you into a dream. And if I had a magic wand to wave I'd send a dove to catch your love and I'd send a blackbird to steal your heart.