AT TAKEOFF TIME
by Raymond L. Clancy
I'd like to leave for the stars from Iceland,There where they gleam in purple and gold,In green and orange, and all gorgeous colors,And the Northern Lights their beauties unfoldUnder the eyes of Venus and Mars,From the Northern Isle, I would leave for the stars.
I'd like to leave for the stars from Iceland,There where they gleam in purple and gold,In green and orange, and all gorgeous colors,And the Northern Lights their beauties unfoldUnder the eyes of Venus and Mars,From the Northern Isle, I would leave for the stars.
I'd like to leave for the stars from Iceland,There where they gleam in purple and gold,In green and orange, and all gorgeous colors,And the Northern Lights their beauties unfoldUnder the eyes of Venus and Mars,From the Northern Isle, I would leave for the stars.
I'd like to leave for the stars from Iceland,
There where they gleam in purple and gold,
In green and orange, and all gorgeous colors,
And the Northern Lights their beauties unfold
Under the eyes of Venus and Mars,
From the Northern Isle, I would leave for the stars.