Abra Moore In Light Of It All
The road full of light
I have mine full of desire
In all, in all of the world
There is a big mountain
Full of green daffodils
Swimming in the coldest part of spring
In light, in light of it all
It comes pouring
Some going this way and others that
And straight down the track, you can hear 'em all falling
In light of it all
I have mine
Full of desire
In light of it all
I have gone
