Captains hair. Shone softly in the sun. Rode on his best mare. To Sarah School-boy eyes. Would stare with innocent fun. Never told no lies. He loved Sarah Whispered by a bramble. Carried by a
ti. ar. al. The best time of the year. Is calling me home. The best time of the year. And I won't be alone. The best time of the year. And sharing with you. When I look in your eyes. All my dreams
