More I Cannot Wish You

Velvet I can wish you For the collar of your coat And fortune smiling all along your way But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own, true love this day Mansions, I can wish you Seven footmen, all in red And calling cards upon a silver tray But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own, true love this day Standing there Staring at you Full of the bloom Of youth Standing there Gazing at you With a sheep's eye And a licorice tooth Music I can wish you Merry music while you're young And wisdom when your hair has turned to gray But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day With a sheep's eye And a licorice tooth And the strong arms to carry you away And the strong arms to carry you away