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