The silent hand circles througnh the minutes,
spinning throungh the hours...

The silent hand circles througnh the minutes,
spinning throungh the hours...

There we meet again and share what may.
within the infinite space of the universe we...

In hot shoes on the streets, the stress of the...
in the evening, behind the closed front door, in...

In the guiding lamp of a barmy night we walk...
in the glow of the full moonlight we amble across...

Like the glory of a sailboat at sea, we fly...
we huddle aboard in the bounty of our friendship...