I recall the fleeting glimpse of light That smiled across a sky of darkest grey And a summer dress of cotton Gently moved in fields of green I tiptoed silently I tried to hear what she may say You must follow, You must follow
What good is love that never sees the flame What good a re grey clouds that never turn to rain I doesn't matter She says no-one turns away And always chase your wildest dream Just to hear what she may say You must follow Oh you must follow
What good is love that never sees the flame What good a re grey clouds that never turn to rain I doesn't matter She says no-one turns away And always chase you wildest dream Just to hear what she may say You must follow Oh you must follow
Yeah you've got to follow You must follow Oh you must follow