Brazil

He was not too hard to handle So she gave him the kindness of her hand He had the smooth skin of a girl And he moved like water through the sand Out along the green fields He said, "I do", she said, "I will" Looking forward Headed for the coast of Brazil Through the eye of a curtained window She framed the portrait of her world She'd watch as the sun stood waiting She called herself a shadow of a girl Autumn kissed the summer She packed her things in the morning chill Left the lace in the window waving Headed for the coast of Brazil He lived the life of a beggar But he was born a banker's only son He was born an angel without wings To the lady of Spain in old San Juan Down at the harbor They held their breath and stood still Then they boarded a slow boat Headed for the coast of Brazil Pray for the faithful Pray for the dream that never rests Pray for the pilgrims Pray for the hope inside the breast Pray for the good ones Heaven never has its fill Pray for the ones still waiting Headed for the coast of Brazil Pray for the ones still waiting Headed for the coast of Brazil