There are stars in the southern sky
southward as you go.
there is moonlight and moss in the trees
down the seven bridges road.
Now i have loved you like a baby...
like some lonesome child,
and i have loved you in a tame way,
and i have loved you wild.
Sometimes there's a part of me
has to turn from here and go...
running like a child from these warm stars
down the seven bridges road.
There are stars in the southern sky.
and if ever you decide you should go,
there is a taste of time sweet and honey
down the seven bridges road.