Venus wander all alone,
taking pride in things she’s grown.
Rough and ready, fancy flown,
the leeward wind will smoothe that stone
Smoothe....smoothe that stone; Smoothe....smoothe that stone
Smoothe....smoothe that stone; Smoothe....did you smoothe that stone?
Venus find a loving guide,
to take her to a place to hide.
Rules she wrote and he complied,
the wander ever, aimless died.
Died, it died, it died, it died, it
Died, it died, it died....
Time they had, and time rolled on,
the latter fast, former all but gone.
Follow night, now, hide from dawn.
You play your queen to save your pawn
Save....save that pawn; Save....save that pawn
Save....save that pawn; Save....did you save that pawn?
Whither will her path now go,
follow past or new love know?
Turn you collar to the wind and snow....
See in yourself
How you need someone else
To shelter you from the storm
Be your rock, and keep you warm
to hide....and keep you warm
And a new seed can be sown
In this place....
And a new herb can be grown
with your grace....
And a new love can be known
when you face....the lee of the stone