Baby, Ive been waiting Ive been waiting night and day I didnt see the time I waited half my life away There were many invitations And I know you
From bitter searching of the heart, Quickened with passion and with pain We rise to play a greater part. This is the faith from which we start: Men shall
I set out one night When the tide was low There were signs in the sky But I did not know I'd be caught in the grip Of the undertow Ditched on a beach
As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will Through windows in the dark The children come,
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on Im just paying my
thin and your love is too vast. But I know from your eyes And I know from your smile That tonight will be fine, Will be fine, will be fine, will
joseph looking for a manger He was just some joseph looking for a manger. And then leaning on your window sill Hell say one day you caused his will
Ive never seen your eyes so wide Ive never seen your appetite quite this occupied Elsewhere is your feast of love I know ... where long ago we agreed
Dont really know who sent me To raise my voice and say: May the lights in the land of plenty Shine on the truth some day. I dont know why I come here
the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood And there is no man or woman who cant be touched But you who come between them will be judged
One by one, the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night is going
the great event which will end the horror. which will end the sorrow. next tuesday, when the sun goes down, I will play the moonlight sonata backwards. this will
I came upon a butcher, He was slaughtering a lamb, I accused him there With his tortured lamb. He said, "listen to me, child, I am what I am and
Come over to the window, my little darling, I'd like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy before I let you take me
to them. They touched both my eyes And I touched the dew on their hem. If your life is a leaf That the seasons tear off and condemn They will bind
The walls of this hotel are paper-thin Last night I heard you making love to him The struggle mouth to mouth and limb to limb The grunt of unity when
All summer long she touched me She gathered in my soul From many a thorn, from many thickets Her fingers, like a weavers Quick and cool And the light
I built my house beside the wood So I could hear you singing And it was sweet and it was good And love was all beginning Fare thee well my nightingale