As I journey home, on this sky high craft
Passing great cities and isles in the dark
I think of where I am heading
And the beauty that awaits
My first delight, to see my beautiful girl
To hold her in my arms
Shower her with love and praise
Enough to fill the last seven days
Next I dream of grassy nell
Of rolling hill and morning dew smell
We'll run and play in the falling leaves
And watch the gentle rains fall in swelling streams
So now I wait to see the lights
That shape my beautiful land
As I touch my feet on England's soil
Ill blow a kiss to the moon so grand
And as she welcomes me back home
Ill kiss the Goddess's hand.
Passing great cities and isles in the dark
I think of where I am heading
And the beauty that awaits
My first delight, to see my beautiful girl
To hold her in my arms
Shower her with love and praise
Enough to fill the last seven days
Next I dream of grassy nell
Of rolling hill and morning dew smell
We'll run and play in the falling leaves
And watch the gentle rains fall in swelling streams
So now I wait to see the lights
That shape my beautiful land
As I touch my feet on England's soil
Ill blow a kiss to the moon so grand
And as she welcomes me back home
Ill kiss the Goddess's hand.
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