The beach is empty and gray (the colours
of early winters).
As far as I can see, nothing but hovering birds.
Now that my body is back, I feel like saying
something.
But the only thing I can say is
Good-bye
Once more.
It seems like only yesterday
I was watching all the ships sail in
Everyone on a holiday
Waiting for the magic to begin
Wish I could stay one night more
You must have heard that line before
From lovers in love
Sad ladies in white gloves
And babies with their bags of seashells
Some will return here
But some won't come back next year
To this fantasy hotel
Someday within my memory
I will walk along these streets with you
Someday in my reality
I will wonder was it ever true
Wish I could stay one night more
You must have heard that line before
But places like these
Should have a sign that reads
Love me for now but don't love too well
We're not what we seem
We're just something you've dreamed
Just a fantasy hotel
For lovers in love
Sad ladies in white gloves
And travelers wanting stories they can tell
Wish you could all stay
But time permits no delay
In this fantasy hotel
:: lyric by Kathleen Wakefield
:: performed by Wayne Anthony