Ain't no lights around this harbour The sea has turned and gone to bed And far off cries the lonely siren Or is that voice within my head Right or wrong I know what she was saying Cried out in her heart such a lovely face Behind her eyes the sun is dying Maybe the moon can take it's place
Out there ships upon the winds are dancing Tired old hands the sails unfold Around their eyes the wind is sighing Maybe the end, a tale untold Around their eyes the wind is sighing Maybe the end, a tale untoldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
