How I long to see that sparkle in those sultry

Her smile, a light in the vast wilderness wide, Gentle

I looked up at the stars on high A girl

In the heart of the dense Kalahari forest, where ancient

In the quiet town of Pietermaritzburg, Alvin lived a humble

In the distance the light from the lighthouse flickered dimly

He had always loved Port Owen and it's roughly plastered

Unfazed by storms or fires ablaze, I dwell in moments,

  Oh, how I yearn to see you, feel your

The sun beat with an unevenged fury as the men