Oldfield
We took a place in the sun
To see what had become
The warm winds blow constantly
Does the answer still blow
Did you find your chateau
In that Mediterranean fantasy
Chorus;
Flying start. etc
Made the whole world sing, they had no choice
Flying start like a shining pearl.
They sang with one voice
To where the sun always shines
Familiar faces and wines
The warm winds blow constantly
Knock on the door but the memory's poor
Is their somebody in, please answer me
Two dark eyes from the doorway shine
So you lost your dream in a bottle of wine
I know you had to do it your way, fine
But there's none to carry the cross this time
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