There's the river there's your house and there's the church. And there's us years ago. Deep in your garden where the nettle met the rose. Is where we'd hide ourselves. Yes we were just kids. But you couldn't tell us that. These are the garden rules. It's what you always said. Oh you will never know how much I love you so. Oh you will never know how much I love you. You would call the garden rules out like commands. And we would all obey. But you'd stifle giddy laughter as you spoke. And puncture the pretend. And we would chase our tails. Until the sun forgot to shine. And our parents called our names. Till just you and I were left. Oh you will never know how much I love you so. Oh you will never know how much I love you. From your house we walk the river. To the church by the silent fields. Amongst the lavender and headstones. And the larks in our Sunday clothes. Your father calls to you. As he's looking at his watch. You leave me with a kiss. On my quickly heating cheek. Oh you will never know how much I love you so. Oh you will never know how much I love you. Oh you will never know how much I love you so. Oh you will never know how much I love you. Oh you will never know how much I love you so. Oh you will never know how much I love you. Oh you will never know how much I love you so. Oh you will never know how much I love you