741. Next time around - Little Joy

One too many goals
That measure out your worth
To seek your weight in gold

Sat by the ivory sill
The further out you look
The further out you'll be

It's not enough to set the terms
If nothing ventured, nothing earned
Though odds are set against

In time, I'll belong to you
It's how it's meant to be

Settled on your own
Sweeping dust from stones
With a letter home

Back where the hour's long
The simplest things invite a thrill
If just by noticing at will

It's not enough to set the terms
If nothing ventured, nothing earned
It's how it's always been

E onde a sorte há de te levar
Saiba, o caminho é o fim, mais que chegar
E queira o dia ser gentil
À tua mão aberta pra quem é

In time, I'll belong to you
That's how it's meant to be
And how it's always been

740. San Francisco - Scott McKenzie

If you're going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you are going to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair

All across the nation
Such a strange vibration
People in motion

There's a whole generation
With a new explanation
People in motion
People in motion

For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there.