Love

  • 1.
    That'll Be the Day

    I bless my inner-visions of you; so what if that’s a strange thing to do?
    My heart won’t stop bleeding, always needing. It just keeps leading me on
    Down through the years, beating the way into your life, yeh

    That’ll be the day your open invitation comes my way.
    That’ll be the day when all my inhibitions melt away
    And who is not to say we’ll raise the shallow wreck of yesterday?
    And I will love you if only I knew how.

    I’ve died too many times on this stage by slow hand of impending disgrace.
    The big wheel keeps turning but I’m still learning to wind down on the way home.
    I’m out of the cold, out of the rain and into your arms, well

    That’ll be the day your open invitation comes my way.
    That’ll be the day when all my inhibitions melt away
    And who is not to say we’ll raise the shallow wreck of yesterday?
    And I will love you if only I knew how.

    That’ll be the day. That’ll be the day. That’ll be the day when I will love you if only I knew.

  • 2.
    Caroline (Strings)

    When I left my job I was sad to go for another job.
    It only goes to show no ambition.
    Before I found my feet, I’d hit the floor.
    I hit the street. I hit the bottle more – like a loser.

    But Caroline, for all we know, the winds of change will start to blow.
    Maybe they’re starting to blow.

    So I went along. I went prepared for better times,
    Believing every word – each iota.
    If we sell our car and sold until we sold ourselves
    We’d still not pay the bills in our lifetime.

    Caroline, we wasted days in dark despair and drunken haze –
    Only to mend our ways.

    You said so many things that made me want to shout.
    Like I don’t know what it’s all about to be down.
    As if only.

    But Caroline, for all we know, the winds of change will start to blow.
    Listen, they’re starting to blow.

  • 3.
    As the Crow Flies

    I’m watching things that are better unseen out of the window.
    Look how the buildings rise, scratching the sky and the people go crazy.
    People go crazy but sure as the crow flies I will still be your baby.

    I’m thinking things that are better unsaid. Though I get uptight,
    I’d be the first to say “Everything’s fine. It’s OK” but it’s crazy.
    World has gone crazy, but sure as the crow flies I will still be your baby.
    Pure as the sunshine I will be your sweet baby.

    All over the land we’re like breathing the culture like gasoline.
    The throwaway lives we lead make it so hard to believe anything.

    I’m thinking you are disturbingly kind, though I don’t know why.
    Your past is black as hell, dark as the night.
    You were never a lady when you were my lady,
    But sure as the crow flies I will still be your baby.
    Pure as the sunshine I will be your sweet baby.
    Sure as the crow flies I will still be your baby.

  • 4.
    I'm Not Looking For Love

    In motion, slow motion, here comes despair – there goes my hook line.
    It’s something for nothing. It’s in my cards and in my star sign.

    Where’s the glimmer of hope? Where’s the flicker of doubt?
    Where’s the reason to bring the change about?
    I’ve been looking for look. I’ve been looking for charm.
    I’ve been looking for new but I’m not looking for love.

    I’m not looking for love. I’m just playing for time.
    Don’t go wasting your love. Don’t go wasting your time.

    You’re thinking. What you thinking? That thought is always on my mind.
    Believe me, believe me. I’m not man enough to make the bass line.

    Where’s the king of the croon? Where’s the prince of the rhyme?
    Is he singing in tune and playing in time?
    I’m not getting the breaks, still no change in my luck.
    And I’m still on my own. I’m not looking for love.

    I’m not looking for love. I’m just playing for time.
    Don’t go wasting your love. Don’t go wasting your time.

    When the motive is fame the emotion is fear.
    I’ve been planning to ring the changes here.
    If we’re counting the cost make a mark on my slate.
    I’ve watching the form. I’ve been watching that space.

    I’m not looking for love. I’m just playing for time.
    Don’t go wasting your sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love. Don’t go wasting your time.

  • 5.
    Wintertime

    You know I wouldn’t hurt you, leave you lonely, out in the cold.
    I love you all the time in wintertime.

    You lead me to destruction. Without conscience you’d sell my soul
    But I love you all the time in wintertime.

    Take me. Don’t spare this martyr. He won’t desert you. He’ll fight your wars.
    He loves you all the time in wintertime.

    Mumble famous last words: All’s forgiven – It’s too absurd.
    I love you all the time in wintertime.

  • 6.
    And I Know

    In these dim and distant eyes, in this troubled, twisted mind all directions point away,
    No dimensions. Every day is an unending day.

    Oh and I know you can help me to explain my pain away.
    Oh and I know it’s not right to make you share my pain this way.
    Oh and I know every debt must be repaid so in every way I will love you more.

    In these rolling eyes of stone, in this reeling, restless mind all directions point away,
    No dimensions. Every day is an unending day.

  • 7.
    I Want You

    What you see won’t be what you get, you bet your ass.
    And someone will be singing “Life’s a Gas”.
    I’ll get off my back, get on my bicycle and ask.
    I want you. I want you. I want you.

    All day long I wonder what the hell went wrong with me.
    And I must confess I don’t profess to be
    An expert spouting complex philosophies.
    Just want you. I want you. I want you.

    I can see it’s much too much to ask for.
    I can see you don’t believe a word.
    But I feel I’ve learned my lesson.
    I want you. I want you. I want you.

    It occurs to me that all my dreams are dreams of yesterday.
    All is shallow, blasé or passé.
    All indications seem to point the same way.
    I want you. I want you. I want you.
    I want you. I want you. I want you.

  • 8.
    Casablancan Night

    I came and I saw love, but I waited; I looked to another night.
    There is a song – a black refrain that’s racked with guilt and teased by pain. What does it mean?
    It lifts for no reason, changes moods like the seasons. As if I had to prove myself.
    But I could only sing to you, pray for you, read our last rites.
    I know that song; it’s Casablancan night.

    Foresight, like twilight it flees. Moonlighting and caution floats on the breeze across the sea.
    There is a song keeps haunting me – my malady for all to see. What does it mean?
    See love in its death row. Come and laugh at the sideshow. I didn’t have to prove myself.
    I only had to sing to you, pray for you, read our last rites.
    I know that song; it’s Casablancan night.

  • 9.
    Colamericana

    Hey bushy bushy blonde hairdo with your butterfly eyes
    I say you’re nobody’s hero with your mafia ties.
    You give me colamericana. You give me kisses from France
    And in the cattle market an Aborigine dance and I give you

    Romantic lies, longing sighs, flowers for your hair.
    There’s no getting through to this dead end dude when spring is in the air.
    Those subway nights and high rise sights skyscraper away ooh yeh
    And no stupid law, no law can take your pride away.

    Hey sleazy sleazy go easy. You’ve got your sycophant fans.
    You come on all nice and bright and breezy. You didn’t even give us a chance.
    Your daddy’s good-looking, well your mama says “He’ll do”.
    What you got cooking? I know I’m untrue but I’ll give you

    Romantic lies, longing sighs, flowers for your hair.
    There’s no getting through to this dead end dude when spring is in the air.
    No lonely night’s gonna make it right. I scrape away ooh yeh.
    And no law, no no stupid law can take your pride away.

  • 10.
    High Time (Ethereal Girl)

    In isolation ethereal girl waits. Didn’t I tell you she was an only child?
    You’ll get inside her if you confide in me.
    And isn’t it high time you made up your mind?
    Isn’t it high time you made up your mind?
    Isn’t it high time you made up your mind?

    This isolation ethereal girl hates. Didn’t I tell you you were the only hope?
    You’ve got to find love before you will find yourself.
    And isn’t it high time you made up your mind?
    Isn’t it high time you made up your mind?
    Isn’t it high time you made up your mind?

  • 11.
    Reflections on Saturday

    Saturday, my reflections on Saturday… the kindest words you could offer were crueller still than the sea.
    Eternity, it would take ‘til eternity to flood the darkness between us. We’d still be light years apart.
    Second hand, you won’t always be second hand if you place your trust in a sad song and chain your heart to its bars.
    I’m talking about a time when I thought so much of you, talking about a time when I had your touch.
    And I know it’s not done, but I will be waiting here eternally ‘til you find the time.

    Silent film, are you living a silent film? – all sepia stained and neglected. The past is no place to hide.
    Saturday, reflections on Saturday…the years that crept past your window, the fears that slipped through the door.
    I’m talking about a time when I thought so much of you, talking about a time when I had your touch.
    And I know it’s not done, but I will be waiting here eternally ‘til you find the time.

    I’m talking about a time when I kissed your face and I’m talking about a time, an emotion and place.
    And I know it’s not done, but I will be waiting here eternally ‘til you make a contribution, ‘til you make a resolution when you find the time.

  • 12.
    Small Thoughts

    I’ve read the stories – love’s fairytales –
    Ancient histories where wisdom prevails.
    Compassionate passion to touch and to smell
    But heaven forgive me, it makes my life seem hell.

    I’m going down now. Catch me on the way down.
    Be there when I come round.
    I’m going down now. Meet me when I get down.
    Don’t leave me to my own small thoughts.

    Not looking for bed love. Just wanted to say
    “It’s living without love that makes me feel this way.”

    I’m going down now. Catch me on the way down.
    Be there when I come round.
    I’m going down now. Meet me when I get down.
    Don’t leave me to my own small thoughts

    I’m king of derision so you don’t have to fake.
    ‘cause I know the secret’s you just make the same mistakes.

    I’m going down now. Catch me on the way down.
    Be there when I come round.
    I’m going down now. Meet me when I get down.
    Don’t leave me to my own small thoughts.

  • 13.
    You Are

    You are a fleeting force of nature, much too soon gone.
    Nature’s course just keeps you moving on;
    sailing to golden horizons (for all that’s worth).
    The love that flows from your lips fills the whole universe.

    You are all suns and all their heavens, eternal friend;
    the only soul salvation at journey’s end.
    You smile while the future’s imploding as if you were
    the elemental pieces of this whole universe.

    I’ve never been to war. I hope to never be.
    May your generation be the first one to be free of all that tyranny.

    You are the only soul salvation.
    You are a fleeting force of nature.
    You are the elemental pieces.
    You are the love that flows from your lips.

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