Texty:
Karen Matheson The Dreaming Sea

There's always Sunday to change your mind And I'll take my chances here with you tonight You say there's a place where two rivers meet And they flow out to the sea

I'm driving through the open roads of hometown The Junipers are swaying again It's barely five o'clock and sunlight's on the loch And nothing's wrong

'Fac thu na feidh gu leir, a Bhoireagain? 'Fac thu na feidh a Thearlaich? 'Fac thu na feidh gu leir, a Bhoireagain? Suas gu mullach Cnoc Mhartuinn? '

Is your love a river of no respite? Will it carry me from the desert to the sea? At the end of the night when my heart is broken When my dreams are

Imagine a place where you don't need a name And you don't need a license to open your mind Well, it's a traveling circus of jokers and clowns A movie

Evangeline, Evangeline The angel of morning is here Though the summer is over And we're all a little colder We'll get by Evangeline It was meant to