There are many things that I would rather do Many many places I would rather be Splendour wings of ambition Melted by the sun To the sea of remorse Graveyard come Dogs that bark at night are fearful of the moon Will the sound of childrens joys remain in tune The same light shins on vineyards That makes deserts its true What awaits me if I follow you All that's behind me And I flew this time Never falling Since your eyes first touched mine