It is early saturday morning
As we wait patiently to board the train.
We are on our way to London
To enjoy the magic of Riverdance again.

Our excitement is growing
As we feel the train slowing down.
We are back in the big city.
To see the greatest show in town.

We book into our hotel
Passing the afternoon playing Eye Spy.
The game becomes really silly
And we laugh together until we cry.

Suddenly the time has flown
And the evening is here.
We are on our way to see Riverdance
The dance show we hold so dear.

The lights slowly fade
As we hear the haunting music begin.
One by one the dancers appear
Lost in the music as they jump and spin.

It is now sunday morning
And we are once more boarding the train.
Reminiscing over our great weekend
As we head for home again.

İKaye Stubbington 05/03/06