Hampstead Incident (Album Version) - Donovan

Standing by the everyman digging the rigging on my sail

Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords to the spell of fairy tale

The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades

I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fades

In the night time

Crystals sparkle in the grass I polish them with thought

On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught

Fortunes told in grains of sand here I am is all I know

Candy stuck in children's hair everywhere I go

In the night time

In the night time

Gypsy is the clown of love I paint his face a smile

Anyone we ever make we always make in style

Yeah

Yeah strange young girls with radar screenings yeah

And hands as quick as hate

I won't just now later on maybe and even then I'll wait

In the night time

In the night time

Standing by the everyman digging the rigging on my sail

Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords to the spell of fairy tale

The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades

I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fades

In the night time

In the night time