She's All Mine, I Think

I often think on early days,

And why I never left this place?

All my young ambitious plans

Are buried in these callused hands.

As giant trees so strong and sound

Until the lightning brings them down,

I don't bend or lean or sway,

And all the rest remains the same.

Then one morning I took a walk,

Like I always do.

Along the bank,

Like I always do.

(Ahhhhh)

I saw her swimming in the river.

We met so unexpectedly.

She's all mine, I think.

She's all mine, I think.

She's all mine, I think.

She's all mine, I think.