The Essex Green - Sixties Lyrics
You pick the place, darling, i'll pick the dateI'll see you there, don't be lateSomewhere thru the gold of early autumn breezeMeet me in the sixtiesThere won't be a day since I ain't by your sideNo more Guinevere brideYeah wont it be nice, darling, just you and meMeet me in the sixitesIt never should have happened , no it never was our fateUs living three decades lateThere'll be flowers at your feet, queen forest lady, pleaseMeet me in the sixtiesPack your bagsYeah, but don't take everythingI know we're never coming backBut you won't need that ringYou won't need itA shower of long hair thru which we watch the whole world changeIts already been arrangedSo take train,plane, or bus, or to travel the high seasJust meet me in the sixties