The Crofter's Wife

In the Scottish highlands As the sun disappears into night There's a man on the road to see a professor An anonymous village, on the other side of the loch Did you ever see Glasgow on a Saturday night The sparkling streets, colored neon lights The friends and lovers that I left behind To be a crofter's wife God made the country Man made the town With hands old and weathered He rules with terror, she dreams of another Could I stay for the night?, I'll leave in the morning, I'll never forget you There's a siren calling Away in the distance But ever closer I don't want to go I'm afraid I have to I'll kiss you farewell And in a flash I'll be gone As the shadows creep back into her mind She resigns herself to a lonely life In the paper she reads of a man on the run He understood her, he was the only one