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