Parkway Drive

Down on the flag stones

The accordians

And sweet trumpets rise

Rusty memories

Of sin and doubting

Mingle in around

The Queen Street

Traffic noise



Would that all the love in the world

Watch me through the night



You know the preacher

All he preaches is vanity

Maybe,At last,You`ll see

A brighter star than you will shine one day



Hymns and words and busy planets

Said the preacher have come and gone

Even your smile will one day die away

When your wealth and words are forgotten



Would that all the love in the world

Stay with me tonight



You know the preacher

All he preaches is vanity

Maybe,At last,You`ll see

A brighter star than you will shine one day