Down on the flag stones
Accordions, sweet trumpets rise
Rusty memories of sin and doubting
Mingle in around the Queen Street, traffic noise
Would that all the love in the world
Watch me through the night?
You know, the preacher
All he preaches is vanity
Maybe, at last you'll see
A brighter star than you will shine one day
Hymns and words and busy planets
Said, "The preacher have come and gone"
Even your smile will one day die away
When your wealth and words are forgotten
Would that all the love in the world
Stay with me tonight?
You know, the preacher
All he preaches is vanity
Maybe, at last you'll see
A brighter star than you will shine one day
Maybe, at last you'll see
A brighter star than you will shine one day
Maybe, at last you'll see
A brighter star than you will shine one day
Shine