Snowdon Song

Long days of wanting you here
Living in fear
Shedding many a tear for me
Long nights of pasty-faced moons
Echoing rooms
All filling with gloom for me

Letters by goblin mail
Feeling like the wind from the sea
Got to thinking 'bout my lonely trail
Decided I must have you here with me

Now step closer into the light
Must have the sight
Of you as I make love with you
'Cos there's nothing lovelier girl
In all the world
Than making love with you