Love come down upon us till you flow like water Burning with the hope of insight Feathered, look they're covered with a bright elation Stolen in the sight of l...

Be careful what you dream of it may come up and surprise you I can't confess my life's a mess I've come to idolise you You liken it to walking on hot coals I'll...

My friend and I, were talking one evening, Beside some burning wood, Trading tales of places we came upon, When the times were good, Spoke of a girl he viewed l...