Donovan Follow

Standing by the Everyman, digging the rigging on my sailRain fell to sounds of harpsichords, to the spell of fairy tale.The heath was hung in magic mists, enchanted dripping glades,I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fadesIn the night time.Crystals sparkle in the grass, I polish them with thoughtOn my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught.Fortunes told in grains of sand, here I am is all I knowCandy stuck in children's hair, everywhere I goIn the night time,In the night time.Gypsy is the clown of love, I paint his face a smileAnyone we ever make we always make in style. Yeah!Yeah, strange young girls with radar screenings, yeah,And hands as quick as hateI won't just now, later on maybe and even then I'll waitIn the night time,In the night time.Standing by the Everyman, digging the rigging on my sailRain fell to sounds of harpsichords, to the spell of fairy tale.The heath was hung in magic mists, enchanted dripping glades,I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fadesIn the night time.In the night time.