Budapest

(words / music : J. Williams)

November says I値l be in Budapest,
By courier and coming from the West,
I値l meet my Austrian love
Off the Vienna train.
Travelling
Travelling at last,
Flying to her
Flying into her arms.

September stirs October to come forth,
While winter is colluding with the North,
I知 going to hide my first Yuletide
Away from this England,
Flying to her
Flying into her arms,
Travelling
Travelling at last.

And though many are the letters that we send,
They never get to me as much, as your touch.

Then I知 out Arrivals like a shot,
A hundred days have come to where I致e got
Up through the jetway to snow-light
Where my dreams will be my life.
Travelling
I知 travelling at last
Flying to her
Flying into her arms

And all the journeys I could make
Could never take me round the world
Like you girl.

ゥ Once and Future Songs 2003