Smell The Sea And Feel The Sky.

Well, It's A Marvelous Night For A Moondance With The Stars Up Above In Your Eyes... And I'm Trying To Please To The Calling Of Your Heart-strings That They Play Soft And Low And All The Night's Magic Seems To Whisper And Hush And All The Soft Moonlight Seems To Shine In Your Blush... One More Moondance With You In The Moonlight On A Magic Night

Britain Is Not The Same Anymore Of Course. It's Never The Same.

I'm Still Basically The Same As I Always Was. I Still Listen To The Same People. That's Where I'm Coming From.

Memories, How They Linger In The Twilight And In The Wee Small Hours Sometimes Just Before Dawn.

It's A Marvelous Night For A Moondance!