Away we go,
to the land beyond,
where flowers grow,
close to the sound
of music, of which,
we'll sing,
about a life which
was so very endearing.
A love we had,
for many a year,
as said earlier,
will still endear.
Away we go,
to the land beyond,
where flowers grow,
close to the sound
of music, of which,
we'll sing,
about a life which
was so very endearing.
A love we had,
for many a year,
as said earlier,
will still endear.