A European Girl
How good it feels
As the miles melt beneath the wheels
With the fields unrolling before me
On a misty morning
I'm on the train
Watching skies, changing the terrain
Holding on for a European girl
And as the city churchbells ring
Could be in Limousin or Leipzig in the spring
Beneath the stars
With a moon shiny as a pearl
And my arm around a European girl
Spires and steeples, playgrounds, people
Mirrored by the clouds
It's just a day
But it seems so very long away
Since I fell for a European girl
A sunny seat
And a cool cafe on the street
Where I sit with a European girl
And when the market places ring
Might be in Budapest or Trieste in spring
Beneath the trees
In a warm continental breeze
Hanging on for a European girl
Hanging on for a European girl
For a kiss from a European...girl