The Second Brightest Star -

I drove through mist, from the brook In the low moonlight

Thank you all, you made me feel

So welcome here tonight

We speak a while of the old days Years ago in times so far

To see the second brightest star Depends on where you are Depends on where you

are

Of all those songs that stir the soul The poetry and art

Help us forget we’re quite alone

A canopy of stars

We plot celestial heavens

With telescopes and charts

To see the second brightest star So we know where we are

We know just where we are

Rain rains down

England is dreaming

The change of the seasons The song of the hedgerow

To love and to be loved And if we only have love It’s more than enough

To see the second brightest star Depends on where we are Depends on where we are