Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought   And everything fell in place for me   The fashion of passion, I rationed with caution   Because of the notion, the potion of passion   Had never been passed to me      But since it was Sunday and sunny, I went for a stroll   But peanuts and pigeons and people put me in a hole   A blessing refreshing in you did unfold   Dispelling depressing, distressing thoughts from my soul      Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought   And everything fell in place for me   The fashion of passion, I rationed with caution   Because of the notion, the potion of passion   Had never been passed to me      But now with you're by my side   I find that I feel so satisfied   Somebody must have lied to me