and if I say tomorrow
  "take my hand, child, come with me "
  it's to a castle I will take you
  well, what's to be, they say, will be ...
  catch the wind, see us spin
  sail away, leave today
  way up high in the sky
  then the wind won't blow you really shouln't go
  it only goes to show
  that you will be mine by takin'our time ...
  and if you say to me tomorrow
  "oh, what fun it all would be"
  then what's to stop us, pretty baby
  but what is and what should never be ...
  so if you wake up with the sunrise
  and all your dreams are still as new
  and happiness is what you need so bad
  come on, babe, the answer lies with you ...