Текст песни Medley (Live) - Chris de Burgh

Day by day they drink and dream,
Old men staring out to sea,
From the island, living on the island;

And down in the harbour, it's a show,
Watching all the people as they come and go,
On the island, living on the island;

That little lady lover
She's in love with me,
Prettiest little lady that I've ever seen,
On the island, living on the island...

I wanna see that sunlight in your eyes
And let it blow my worries away,
I wanna spend a night in the ocean with her,

Naked and frozen at the side of a lake
I think I've gone and made my big mistake
I took her swimming, we had a fight
Now my clothes and the lady are well out of sight

And it looks like I'm heading for a night on the river
Under the moon and the stars
I think I'm heading for a night on the river
Me and my beating heart, singing in the dark

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Once in a dream I was falling in love
With someone who looked a lot like you,
But just as our lips were starting to kiss,
I woke up on the floor;

It's one of those nights for standing around
And talking to people that I hardly know,
An incoming tone is up on my phone,
It was an SMS, and it said;

"Save me, I think I've had enough of this,
Save me, you are the one who can
Save me, take me away from here;"

Oh, oh, oh, oh

This is the way to be on a night so fine,
Everybody's on the walking street, with Spanish wine,
So let's go down to that little place
Where we had those long romantic nights,
And drink to the memories,
Of what you mean to me;

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Crying, laughing,
Half a world away,
We'll be crying, laughing,
For the love we have,
When you go away...

Oh, oh, oh, oh

And I need tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight,
Will you lay them on my shoulders,
Will you lay them on my eyes,
And I need tender hands to take me,
All the way to paradise, and then, when it's over,
I need tender hands to hold me through the night;

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I've been missing you, more than words can say
More than words can say

Lady love, go back to sleep,
Dry the tears from your eyes,
But I cannot stay with thee,
Until the morning,
For the dawn is breaking,
And my ship is waiting for me,
And I must go,
But I'll be back, yes,
Before this year is over;

And I have brought you silver,
And I have brought you gold,
And spices from the Indies in the hold,

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yea