A fall from the sky A fall from the sky Why does it feel like winter When you're not with me When I'm alone Let the young man sing Let the young man sing
Autumn rhythm sweet submission And the cheekbones you bequeathed Is it over is it ever 'Till they sell the air they breathed. The stars are dead although
I hear music in colors I see it in the air And all the sisters and brothers I see them there When all the lights go out all over town And all the pretty
A cardboard crown A silver star upon a stick The wizard's hat Turns childhoods' trick And what we lose Like fading footage of a reel Amounts to what We
Like Jesus through the looking glass To Geraldine I make this pass Turn off the lights and come to bed Forget all the dreadful things I've said (I've
And so we're chastened We feel so insecure We're frightened Now not sleeping around's Enlightened What did we do wrong? While love bereaves me I can't
I want to love you I want to love you I want to love you Without ego without pride I want to know you I want to know you I want to know you Outside inside
And she sparkles her surprise The marvels of the milky way Are but a candle to her I kissed but she did not kiss back Temptations of the saints And though
Holte End Hotel Where I live All year round In my dream Where I live By the ground. I'll meet you where the lane from Whitton stalls They hurry when the
If it's only love why do I want to die Is it just to posses, try to caress if I survive I sit by the phone, I check my machine at a quarter to nine Now
She belongs to all, she talks as she undresses The love that she expresses when nothing can be said Pennies in a stream, my love songs unrequited And
I was born in poverty but when I was about nineteen I wrote a song called 'Kiss Me', and soon it was pay day A terraced house in that country, I thought
You film the dark in Technicolor And I?ll be wrapped around your finger If you?ve a lesson you can teach my heart You rescued me out of a lake So deep
Be my liberty, be my fact and fantasy Make love while you can Has there been a better plan? Well, I could go on but I just don't know I had to fall a
The father son and game show host came to me On the West Coast and told me I could fly You don't need jets, you don't need wings You just need faith in
I'm not very bright but I know right from wrong And I've not been right, for I don't know how long I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and
You think your're gay, gets in the way Being in love with your boyfriend You dump and see blokes, you don't laugh at jokes Your Anti Christ could be a
Come over to my garden, let's listen to the trees Swaying to the rhythm set up by the breeze I'd like to play you new songs that I wrote on my knees And
