Someone is waiting. over by the window. just beyond the stairwell. someone's crying. Drowning in the words. of the prophets. that are written. for the dead and the dying.
Would you like to learn to sing?. Would you like to sing my song?. Would you like to learn to love me best of all?. Anyone can learn the words. And the melody's so plain.
I remember photographs. Watercolors of the past. He turned and said - you ask much of me. Then, when we'd made our peace. We lay between the sheets. He turned and said - I set you free.
Would you like to learn to sing?. Would you like to sing my song?. Would you like to learn to love me best of all?. Anyone can learn the words. And the melody's so plain.