She moved through the fair with a smile in her eyesSo

Down around the cornerAbout a half a mile from hereSee the

For two days and nights, John lay trapped in the vault

With the voices getting nearer I knew that I had to

It's a rainy night in ParisAnd the harbour lights are lowHe

Go with love upon your journey, go with wonder in your

If beds could talk, mine would be singingSinging about the time

There was a time that fire was burning brightAnd everthing was

There's a quiet Revolution going onLike a fire in every corner

He walked alone up the rocky roadTo find the place, to

Blonde hair, blue jeans, best thing I've ever seenShe looks great,

I was walking down that road, to the place that was

Come to my door, meet me at midnightI can't wait anymore,

Last night i was walking through the harbourWhere the fishing boats

Can you hear me, are you listening, has your programme disappeared?I

"what do I do next? " said the bishop to the

Is it real, what I feel, is it loveIs it love

ist angespannt und von ist stolz und

A Shipboard Romance from Capetown to CairoBorn on the sea where

The village of Moonfleet lies half a mile from the sea,