"We went to the room and we bolted the door,
The bass from the jukebox was coming through the floor,
And out through the walls we could still hear the roar of the trains.
Was this all the comfort we got for our sins?..."
|Ride to Agadir|
"We rode in the morning,
Casablanca to the west.
On the Atlas mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh.
For Mohammed and Marocco..."
|Run Like The Wind|
"There's an eagle in the eastern sky, turning in the wind;
Out across the evening, resting on the wing.
If I had the wings of an eagle
There'd be no holding me..."