The little boat; it drifts away; it drifts away; it drifts away. The little boat; it drifts away; it drifts away to dreamland. And on that boat there...
Misery, it weeps because I will not yield but rise time and again, still bearing sunlight’s shield. Still armed with sunlight’s lance and armoured in...
He took my hand. She took my hand. He twirled me round. I whirled around. He danced. She danced. We danced together. She danced. He danced. We danced...
