There Are Stars In The Southern Sky
Southward As You Go.
There Is Moonlight And Moss In The Trees
Down The Seven Bridges Road.

Now I Have Loved You Like A Baby...
Like Some Lonesome Child,
And I Have Loved You In A Tame Way,
And I Have Loved You Wild.

Sometimes There's A Part Of Me
Has To Turn From Here And Go...
Running Like A Child From These Warm Stars
Down The Seven Bridges Road.

There Are Stars In The Southern Sky.
And If Ever You Decide You Should Go,
There Is A Taste Of Time Sweet And Honey
Down The Seven Bridges Road.