The stranger sang a theme
From someone else's dream.
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all,
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along.

Ingenue. Ingenue.
I just don't know what to do.

The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view.
Drowning oast regrets
In tea and cigarettes,
But I can't seem to forget
When you came along.

Ingenue. Ingenue.
I just don't know what to do.