The much that calls for more
Margaret will you meet me at the station?
The dress that you wore
I'm forgetting how it billows
All that I have is yours for the taking
Losing your page, leave it there on the table
And all that we have is yours for the breaking
Out in the yard, you are Cain, I am Abel
Now that I know how to walk
I can no longer learn how to walk
Up in Vermont, you told you were always walking
Away
All that I had was yours for the taking
Losing your page, leave it there on the table
And all that we had was yours for the breaking
Out in the yard, come around if you're able
And all that I have is yours for the taking
And all we have is ours for the taking
