If you stand in the light, you get the feel of the ride. And the music that plays in your ears. In your head you can hear, a voice so sweet and clear.
Ain't no lights around this harbor. The sea has turned and gone to bed. Far off cries the lonely siren. Or is that a voice within my head. Right or wrong I knew what she was saying.
If you stand in the light, you get the feel of the ride. And the music that plays in your ears. In your head you can hear, a voice so sweet and clear.