Lyrics:

He sits by the bed Watches while she sleeps Her favourite book of poems lies Just beyond reach He walks to the doorway He turns before he goes She starts to stir as he Turns the light down low and says You be Marianne and I'll be Lenny Together we'll live on the isle of hydra There in that land of plenty We'll be there till the end of time Eat tangerines and oranges They bring down from the hills Drink retsina at the cafe And watch, watch what time never kills And never grow old And never watch old friends die And like Peter Pan We'll be captain of that steel blue sky CHORUS Things would be so much simpler then No need for fantasy, and no pretense Wouldn't watch old friends die Captains of our own design We'll be there till the end of We'll be there till the end of time He sits by the bed Watches while she sleeps Her favourite book of poems lies Just beyond reach CHORUS -apologies to Leonard Cohen and Greece...Hydra is pronounced heedra...poetic licence and all that you know