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