"Common Market Madrigal" lyrics
In your arms, in your eyes
I can see the Paris lights
And the warm Italian nights
Seems like summertime just flies
Through so many skies we've flown
So many lands we've come to know
And we watch our love just grow
'Til the winter brings us home
No time gives us reasons
For why it just goes by
And no man can stop the seasons
But so many men will try
We will travel these ancient lands
And our minds will learn to fly
We will hear all the music of man
Learn to love before we die
In these lands ruled by kings
The enchanted princess sings
All the fairy tales she knew
The sweet lies we thought were true
But the castles on the Rhine
Never seem to mind the time
That will take them slowly back
Into history's memorized lines
Wooden shoes and tulips in Holland
English guards with medieval swords
Conquistadors and Spanish galleons
Vikings sailing the mountain fjords
We will travel these ancient lands
And our minds will learn to fly
We will hear all the music of man
Learn to love before we die
In your arms, in your eyes
I can see the Paris lights
And the warm Italian nights
Seems like summertime just flies
I can see the Paris lights
And the warm Italian nights
Seems like summertime just flies
Through so many skies we've flown
So many lands we've come to know
And we watch our love just grow
'Til the winter brings us home
No time gives us reasons
For why it just goes by
And no man can stop the seasons
But so many men will try
We will travel these ancient lands
And our minds will learn to fly
We will hear all the music of man
Learn to love before we die
In these lands ruled by kings
The enchanted princess sings
All the fairy tales she knew
The sweet lies we thought were true
But the castles on the Rhine
Never seem to mind the time
That will take them slowly back
Into history's memorized lines
Wooden shoes and tulips in Holland
English guards with medieval swords
Conquistadors and Spanish galleons
Vikings sailing the mountain fjords
We will travel these ancient lands
And our minds will learn to fly
We will hear all the music of man
Learn to love before we die
In your arms, in your eyes
I can see the Paris lights
And the warm Italian nights
Seems like summertime just flies
Writer(s): Grace Slick
