Some
where on a distant shore,
in a little village by the sea,
I can hear the bells at eventide,
calling for you an d me.
In my dreams I'm wishing I could be,
in the little mission by the sea,
Where we heard
the organ play,
A moonlight reverie.
Through the years the moonlight
has remained,
Till the mission windows
have been stained.
With a
memory of you,
the night you came to me.
Maybe I shall hear once more,
dear,
the echo of the village choir.
Maybe you'll come near once more,
dear,
And keep alive this flickering fire.
Maybe then the angelus will waken,
Memories that
should never be forsaken.
Then we'll meet
once more in the moonlight,
in the mission by the sea.
Maybe I shall hear once more,
the echo of the village choir.
Maybe you'll come near once more,
dear,
and keep alive this flickering fire.
Maybe then the Angelus will waken
Memories that should
never be for saken
Then we'll meet once
more in the moonlight
In the mission by the sea you