The innocence of little boys, the taste of love they don't enjoy,
But when they look and they see, to where their loving will be,
Live love, and then they'll learn to play.
The innocence of little girls, their life a world of longtide curls,
But when they look and they see, to where their loving will be,
Live love, and then they'll learn to play.
Taste of love with which they toy,
Taste of life which never cloy,
Children will learn and enjoy.
Where in this world would they find truth and peace of mind,
Except at Downshire Hill,
And will they see liberty or feel love and charity?
Not at Downshire Hill.
Taste of love ...
But when they look and they see, to where their loving will be,
Live love, and then they'll learn to play.
The innocence of little girls, their life a world of longtide curls,
But when they look and they see, to where their loving will be,
Live love, and then they'll learn to play.
Taste of love with which they toy,
Taste of life which never cloy,
Children will learn and enjoy.
Where in this world would they find truth and peace of mind,
Except at Downshire Hill,
And will they see liberty or feel love and charity?
Not at Downshire Hill.
Taste of love ...