I drove through mist, from the brook in the low moonlight Thank you all, you made me feel So welcome here tonight We speak a while of the old days Years ago in times so far To see the second brightest star Depends on where you are Depends on where you are Of all those songs that stir the soul The poetry and art Help us forget we're quite alone A canopy of stars We plot celestial heavens With telescopes and charts To see the second brightest star So we know where we are We know just where we are Rain rains down England is dreaming The change of the seasons The song of the hedgerow To love and to be loved And if we only have love, It's more than enough To see the second brightest star Depends on where we are Depends on where we are