Woorden: Kris Kristofferson. Lights Of Magdala.

Oh the lights of Magdala flicker dimly on the shore holy sailor sailing on the sea
Patiently waiting she walked quietly to the door another lonely night in Galilee

Magdalene don't wrap your dreams in sorrow
Save them for tomorrow if it'd come
When we'll meet within the circle round the sun
Oh if heaven were a lady don't you know you'd been the one

Through the streets of Jerusalem you followed him once more
Holy sailor's come home from the sea
Someone somewhere's calling him to a golden distant shore
Far from the lonely nights in Galilee

Oh Magdalene don't wrap your dreams in sorrow...