I was born, lucky me
In a land that I love
Though I am poor, I am free
When I grow I shall fight
For this land I shall die
Let her sun never set
from "Victoria" by The Kinks. Onto this week's clue:
|Well, the bells out in the church tower chime|
Burning clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memory
Of her sighs that, "It's over...it's over..."
Good luck, Dillweeds!!