Marianne and a man Hand in hand with frangipane And amaranth, can you stand it All the things that I demanded I was there, where you were Threw my hair, not scared of her Should I have been? I had no reason To everything there is a season What you want, when you want it Sought it then, well now you've got it Seeking isn't having, holding All that glitters isn't golden Now I'm here, in your house Take a breath, don't throw me out You're sad I'm not a debutante, it Isn't everything you wanted