The England Song

In a wild time
When all the hearts were broken
And all the love was spoken
And England lay beyond the ebbing tide

Now I wave goodbye
And I brush my hair behind me
So the eastern winds won’t blind me

And I hope that England finds me on the inside
And I hope that England finds me on the inside

I wear my coat
But the eastern wind is bitter
I must do more than just sit here
I won’t be called a quitter marking time

But I hope that England finds me on the inside
And I hope that England finds me on the inside

Round and round
There she goes
Where she stops
No one knows

We cross the line
And the New World harshly molds us
While this way of life enfolds us
But old memories still hold us for all time
And I hope England can find me
And I hope England can find me
And I hope England can find me
On the inside

In a wild time
When all the hearts were broken
And all the love was spoken
And England lay beyond the ebbing tide

I hope England will find me
I hope England will find me
I hope England will find me
On the inside