The Gothenburg streets were like silver sheets
As I kicked my feet through the snowy world
And in that land there I held the hand of my
Scandinavian Girl
We stood as part of a bleak facade
Though the city's heart was still beating
And for a while there I shared a smile with my
Scandinavian Girl
And I stood there quite surprised
To see reflected in her eyes
The very thought I left unsaid
As too unwise.
And so we passed through a world of glass
And the moment passed and was lost to time
Time too soon with his broken moon took my
Scandinavian Girl
1 | Year of the Cat |
2 | Night Train To Munich |
3 | Fields Of France |
4 | Hanno The Navigator |
5 | Antarctica |
6 | Where Are They Now? |
7 | Constantinople |
8 | The Palace Of Versailles |
9 | Sirens Of Titan |
10 | King Of Portugal |