still couldn't give myself a wink
the lovely sight of the road, i couldn't forget
playing and dancing and singing inside my head
like a lovely lullaby
feet hopping in the white-painted carousel
captain in white,"here we are mademoiselle
we'll tour the world tonight until tomorrow's dawn"
and so we go, lovely midnight sun
how far are we to go, my sir?
how far are we to travel tonight?
shall you not stop the driving my sir
i shall sit here, this coach shall be forever
don't fret my dear, my car's not a coach
we'll walk tonight the long winding road
and when we get tired this coach's a bed
lit by moonlight, a love's to be made
and so they travelled till eyes got tired
of all the scenery they walked past by
temples' tired, souls tempted
a lovely love to start tonight...
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