Twilight
Written by Clarke / Bell - From Buried Treasure II
Welcome to the twilight zone
Where the starlight burns for the lonely soul
Where the sound of a whisper
Can melt the heart into a pot of gold
We have visions of many things
From Costa Rica to the burning ring
Oh, will you stay outside
Like a castaway of a blond blue-eyed child?
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my oh
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sails are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
You could be my lord, I could be your king
And turn the winter snow to Spring
Hear the sound of the forest
Send you off into a dreamless sleep
If you're floating on an empty stream
I'll wake you up with a cup of tea
I'll bring you around
Run my fingers through your hair
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my oh
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Written by Clarke / Bell - From Buried Treasure II
Welcome to the twilight zone
Where the starlight burns for the lonely soul
Where the sound of a whisper
Can melt the heart into a pot of gold
We have visions of many things
From Costa Rica to the burning ring
Oh, will you stay outside
Like a castaway of a blond blue-eyed child?
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my oh
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sails are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
You could be my lord, I could be your king
And turn the winter snow to Spring
Hear the sound of the forest
Send you off into a dreamless sleep
If you're floating on an empty stream
I'll wake you up with a cup of tea
I'll bring you around
Run my fingers through your hair
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my oh
Oh Lordy, oh Lordy
Oh, me oh my
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas
Oh, with a shade of willow feel the wind blow
Hmmm the white sales are bellowing
And we'll ride the seven seas