Thinking of Cristina

Met her a long time ago out in a foreign land
I’d had too much to drink but she took my hand
Since I’ve been travelling alone on a quest for fortune and fame
And through it all my thoughts remain the same

Now look how far I’ve come
And how long I’ve been gone
But I’ve been thinking of Cristina
As I’ve been going home

Now you can’t break a promise that’s never been made
But We’ll be together someday down in the water we’ll wade
But now I’m moving over mountains dragging my heart like a ball and chain
And through it all my thoughts remain the same

Thunder rolls in the sky like a beatin’ on a drum
Fields burn all around me orange in the sun
Tyres roll over steamin tarmac to the blurred horizon of the flame
And through it all my thoughts remain the same