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 |