Wake up boys, there's a light at the window,. I can hear someone knocking on the door,. There are voices in the street,. And the sound of running feet,.
Love burns in a young man's heart,. He would give her the moon and the stars,. And all the Treasures of the Pharaohs for a moment in her arms;. . To the Ball with him she will go, if her brings a red, red rose,.
I'd like you to meet my last queen,. over there large as life. She's been hanging there for almost a week,. my poor late wife;. . What do think of the colour of her skin,.
Go, go where your heart believes,. Your memories are waiting,. Your dreams are on their way;. . Go, go to your destiny,. You know I will be with you every step of the way;.
The Mirror Of the Soul Part I. . Brother, there's a man at the gate, he has something in his hand;. He says it fell down from the sky, should I let him in?.
The last time I cried. I was sitting home and it was deep in the night. Staring at the shadows and the flickering lights. . Giving all that I had. To take them away.
In the last moments of the dawn,. Before the day begins, before we say goodnight,. Hold me now, kiss me now,. My hands are shaking, and my heart is aching,.
Each time that I hold you, your eyes fill with fear,. You can't lose control now, the price is too dear;. But love, I have heard you crying in the dark,.
Go with love upon your journey, go with wonder in your heart,. May the light be there to guide you through the terrors of the dark,. You have always been a good friend, but I won't know when you.
She had the grace of a dancer, pretty as the morning sun,. Her days were filled with laughter, and when sixteen years had come,. She went to work in the old house, and there she met her love,.
There once was a King, who called for the spring,. For his world was still covered in snow. But the spring had not been, for he was wicked and mean. In his winter-fields nothing would grow.
The moon is on the bright side. But we've thought of everything. Send the word to the prisoners. Tonight, we get away. . When you hear the signs of confusion.
And so it began,. The story how Elzevir would look after John as his own son,. And the smugglers betrayed on Moonfleet Bay. by Maskew looking now at Elzevir's gun;.
Can you hear me, are you listening, has your programme disappeared?. I can see you, I am watching you, I've been planning this for years.. I have blacked out you television, every station in the world is mine,.
The days of our age are threescore years and ten,. And though men be so strong that they come,. To fourscore years, yet is their strength then,. But labour and sorrow, so soon passeth it away,.
There was a time that fire was burning bright,. And everthing was shining in the light,. But when the heart is cold, together we're alone,. Thinking of reasons to stay away;.
Oh how, at the journey's end, I lie in the heat of the night. Feeling the heartache, wondering why, I want a friend. I want a friend to lay down beside me.
Old man walking by the sea is dreaming,. Dreaming of the days when he was young,. Hand in hand, a little boy beside him,. Hearing about the weekends under the sun....
I was an eagle but I cannot fly,. I was a lion, but I run no more,. I was a river, but the river's dry,. And soon the spirit is coming to take me home;.
Peace and understanding is the wisdom of her world,. She loves without a reason, she gives without a word,. There are those who make me smile, brighten up my day,.