(Instrumental)
Alone, with too much generosity A theatre mask of hostility attracts Assaults occur, infrequently And those who come, to conquer? Need strength But damage
me down Don't feel like talking...Don't mess around I feel mean...I feel O.K. I'm charged up...Electricity The boys are making a big mess This makes the
love This feeling has me spellbound Yet the storyline, in paragraphs, laid down the same In fathoms of my inner mind I'm mystified, oh, by this mood This
In the valley where the moons and lovers play Live two children who were born on Saturday One was dark, one was fair Fathered by the hawk, mothered by
I've gathered all my lifetime memories of you My lusty sentiments that made life seem true I'm rather selfish and I mean to be unkind And you can't imagine
Here I am believin' words again Here I am tryin' to find your love again Here I am down on my knees again Prayin' for a love that we used to know Both
I lit my purest candle close to my Window, hoping it would catch the eye Of any vagabond who passed it by And I waited in my fleeting house Before he
In my life the piano sings Brings me words that are not the strength of strings Fiery rain and Ruby's cooling sun Now I see that my world has only begun
