Arcadia

You've got eyes like Liz Taylor

Always glimmering bright

With your books and your papers

Cleopatra, in disguise

I wish I knew all that you know

Ancient poems and rhymes

But I'd fly chariots to Rome

If it would make you smile

If you would lay your clothes away

We'll remake them in the style of wild geranium

And if you go, I'll never know

I'll stay in paradise, in my Arcadia

Since I was just eighteen

I bet I could love you

Or maybe I'm crazy

And I wanna become you

If you would lay your clothes away

We'll remake them in the style of wild geranium

And if you go, I'll never know

I'll stay in paradise, in my Arcadia