Stars Of Sunday League

Year of the Yes
If lovers still wrote lettersI would write you such a letter thatYou needn't read againQuite possiblyBut passably I jestThinking "if I had I only had the time orInclination"Like both were giftsThat I could only beg forOr be blessedCursed and contented be to guessWhether fortune will favour meSo forsake me don't forget meIf that is all I have to choose betweenI choose a life of seasick wonderOn a western seaAs fortune favours the waveIf lovers still wrote lettersI would write you such a letter thatThe words may free our heartsFrom land-locked chestIn this year of the yesFortune favours the wave From Letras Mania