In Rotterdam, '77 I had a birthday We were on the road to nowhere Lookin' for somewhere to make it a night To call it a day And we drank cheap champagne from Italy It was pink, alcoholic, and bubbly And the boys in the band gave me a candle Matches to light it for my bedside table And I let you light it for the first time that night So light the candle one more time For tomorrow I'll be goin' And I've grown used to the light Night after night, the same flame glowin' Won't you light it just one more time God knows, I want to stay By your side, night and day And to hold you and be held in return As we did from the south of France clear through to Galway I can't help the things I say In Rotterdam, '77 I had a birthday