Vision of beauty my sweet Merrilee   Folded her wings and she hid them from me   I was an island and she was the sea   So i raise up a glass to my sweet Merrilee      Singing La, ladum da da   La, ladum da dadum da da   La, ladum dum dadum dum dadum da da      Vase full of violet, top of the shelf   But I never knew what she had kept to herself   Locked up her heart and she swallowed the key   So I raise up a glass to my sweet Merrilee      Singing La, ladum da da   La, ladum da dadum da da   La, ladum dum dadum dum dadum da da      There came a time when I had to believe   That the heart that I wanted was not on her sleeve   I was a pauper and she was the queen   So I raise up a glass to my sweet Merrilee      Singing La, ladum da da   La, ladum da dadum da da   La, ladum dum dadum dum dadum da da      And you speak of the past but the past is not done with you   She says hello and you think she's in love with you   But you tip your hat to the stranger you never knew