Story Behind The Song
Don't be calling your travel agent. It's an imaginary place.
| Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
Rock - Classic |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Paradise |
| |
Lyrics
Round a bonfire in a circle
On a beach of sugar sand
After the sun sets on the ocean
In this gracious foreign land
To be there, St Clair, St Clair
On a boat to Bennock Island
A place where time has left behind
Walk for miles and cross no footsteps
Entering a state sublime
We were there, St Clair, St Clair
Between silence and the roar
Two souls, nothing more
From the moon sky and the gull cry
Tears approach the eyes
Freeze it and believe it
Take it everywhere
Two wheel touring of the village
Sample all the local fare
Smiling people in no hurry
In the central market square
And we share, St Clair, St Clair
We were there, St Clair, St Clair
To be there, St Clair, St Clair