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I steal a glance at you, and save it up for later
You see what I've come to? I really should know better
But I can't help myself, help myself (can't help it)
I'm lost in you
I can't help myself, help myself (can't help it)
I'm lost in you
I lie awake at night to savour what it is I've stolen
I'm hoping that you might know where this is going
But I can't help myself, help myself (can't help it)
I'm lost in you
I can't help myself, help myself (can't help it)
I'm lost in you
And the funny part is I feel no guilt and no shame
I guess where there's no action there's no blame
And if I had an ounce of sense left I'd keep it that way too
And I think of you, I think of me
And remember what will be will be
And I'm looking forward to the day
Where I don't have to feel this way
I can't help myself, help myself (can't help it)
I'm lost in you
I can't help myself, help myself (can't help it)
I'm lost in you
I can't help myself, I'm lost in you darling, I am lost
I'm so lost, I can't help myself
I can't help it
I can't help it
I can't help it
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Silly I know, I thought my undying belief
Could hold you up where you belong
Among the coveted and the favoured
And the shining strong
Maybe these arms, although loyal through and through
Faltered for a single moment
Beneath the heavy burden of proof
And the look at me, look at me
But no-one was looking were they?
I know why the caged bird sings
(And it's not why you're thinking)
I know why the caged bird sings
Sing, sing, sing, sings
I think we can be forgiven for knowing
With every golden gift that's given
Come the trials and tribulations
For the learning
I know why the caged bird sings
(And it's not why you're thinking)
I know why the caged bird sings
Sing, sing, sing, sings
Sings like an angel
Sings for a life (but the living isn't easy)
Sings for the freedom
Sings
I know why the caged bird sings
(And it's not why you're thinking)
I know why the caged bird sings
Sing, sing, sing, sings
I know why the caged bird sings
(And it's not why you're thinking)
I know why the caged bird sings
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(written by Julia Fordham/John Watkin)
I've been living on wishes, living on wishes all my life
And I wish I could make one
To make everything in your world right
I'm falling forward while you wait behind
Lost for your reasons and missing your time
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you
And I'm only an hour, not even an hour away
But you're keeping your distance
We're more than a million miles apart these days
I'm falling forward while you wait behind
Lost for your reasons and missing your time
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
And suddenly I'm the villain of the piece
You're lying awake, wondering how I sleep
I'm falling forward while you wait behind
Lost for your reasons and missing your time
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
And I, I, I'm, I, I, I'm
Wishing for you (falling forward)
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Hey you, pushing the river
With the world there on your shoulders
Don't you remember a single thing
The good book told you?
Hey you, treading the water
With your head dipping out of the clouds
Sinking down, down, down, down
Waving to the old crowd
And they send these things to try us
And try us they do (oh oh)
Don't push the river, don't push the river
Don't push the river, let it carry you
I know that I'm a fine one
To be talking this way
I've been dragging the whole darn world
Behind me all day
No-one said it would be easy
And they never warned how hard
And I've been licking brand new wounds
And tending old scars
And they send these things to try us
And try us they do (oh oh)
Don't push the river, don't push the river
Don't push the river, let it carry you
Over the endless troubles, over the trying times
These are the words of wisdom from a restless mind
Don't push the river, don't push the river
Don't push the river, let it carry you
Don't push the river, don't push the river
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I had my hopes up high, higher than high
No matter how I try, sometimes they're falling
And it's a slow decline for this hope of mine
A little piece at a time, somehow it's falling
And I look, and I wonder why (why)
Disappointment written on a blue sky
Thought I was home and dry, drier than dry
No more tears to cry, somehow they're falling
And I look, and I wonder why (why)
Disappointment written on a blue sky
How could this happen? How could you let this happen?
You were disappointment on my blue sky
I had my hopes up high, for you and I
No matter how I try, somehow they're falling
And it's a lonely time for me, this hope of mine
A change of heart and mind, catch me I'm falling
And I look, and I wonder why (why)
Disappointment written on a blue sky
And I look, and I wonder why (why)
Disappointment written on a blue sky
How could this happen?
How could this happen?
How could this happen?
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(written by Julia Fordham/Simon Climie)
We're all walking a fine line and I'm
Walking towards you, and I
Hope that I'm right in thinking, I'll never walk alone
I'm always running from something
Now I'm running towards you
It may not be the right thing, but it's what I want to do
And in a different time, in a different place
I could see myself with you
And in a different time and a different place
I believe you could see yourself too
I'll be biding my time, and I'll be
Watching my step, 'cos I don't want to
Be starting something here that I might live to regret
'Cos I have learnt my lesson
And I have learnt it well
There are some things in this life best left for time to tell
In a different time, in a different place
I could see myself with you
And in a different time and a different place
I believe you could see yourself too
In a different time, in a different place
I believe I could safely lay my life down in your hands
I believe that's what I'd do if you gave me half the chance
Oh I believe, oh I believe, oh I believe
In a different time, in a different place
I could see myself with you
And in a different time and a different place
I believe you could see yourself there too
In a different time, in a different place
I could see myself with you
And in a different time and a different place
Oh I believe you could see yourself there too
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(written by Julia Fordham/Simon Climie)
Threadbare, frayed around the edges
Down where all I'm getting is you don't care
And hoping that I'm wrong
I am crushed by your indifference, know I must try
To stop wishing if only I
Could undo what I've done
If I knew then what I know now
I would have saved my words somehow
Headed underground, crushed without a sound
Threadbare
Tired from the inside out
I'm kind of worn down by the doubt
And time will tell how it should be
If I knew then what I know now
I would have saved my words somehow
Headed underground, crushed without a sound
Threadbare
There's something I'm missing
You're not giving me
I talk and you listen
But will you ever see?
If I knew then what I know now
I would have saved my words somehow
Headed underground, crushed without a sound
Threadbare
Headed underground, crushed without a sound
Threadbare
I am tired
Something missing you're not giving me
Something missing you're not giving me
Something missing you're not giving me
Something missing you're not giving me
Love's a funny thing
Love's a funny thing
Love's a funny thing
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I watch the days and weeks and years roll by
I long since gave up trying to count them on my side
Along with all that I hereby confess
I'm learning how to live on love and forgiveness
Forgive me if I stop and rest awhile
I've walked a long and testing mighty million miles
Here in this little church within a church
I'm learning how to live on love and forgiveness
Love, carry me love, carry me love, carry me love
Carry me love and forgiveness
I'm living on love and forgiveness
I've kissed goodbye to all those little hurts
I sent them up in one big fire I made of words
And in my dealings and in my defence
I'm learning how to live on love and forgiveness
Love, carry me love, carry me love, carry me love
Carry me love and forgiveness
I'm living on love and forgiveness
It could be said
I was choking on my daily bread
I was caught up in a time that seemed endless
Oh carry me love and forgiveness
I'm living on love and forgiveness
I'm living on love and forgiveness
I'm living on love and forgiveness
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The honeymoon is over
I look to see what's left
A pocketful of good reasons
A shot at happiness
That old devil is calling
Alarm bell light is on
Standby in my busy head
In case I might be wrong
And I'm here, I'm here, I'm here aren't I?
I'm here, I'm here, I'm here aren't I?
I pinch myself I'm dreaming
Too good to be true
That I'm the girl with everything
And everything to lose
And I'm here, I'm here, I'm here aren't I?
I'm here, I'm here, I'm here aren't I?
I'm looking out for something
I might have missed
Who knows what it is?
The honeymoon, the honeymoon
The honeymoon is over
I heed the voice of reason
Like you're supposed to do
And looking down on everything
I still came back to you
And I'm here, I'm here, I'm here aren't I?
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(written by Gary Clark)
As long as we have hope, prayer, and a little bit of time to
Get us there, hope, prayer and time
We are ordinary people in extraordinary times
And we sometimes burn our bridges
And we sometimes cut our lines
And the lonely river keeps rolling on
As long as we have hope, prayer, and a little bit of time to
Get us there, hope, prayer and time
In the darkness of our ages, till the better days return
There are those who write the pages
There are those who let them burn
And the lonely river keeps rolling on
Just as long as we have hope, prayer, and a little bit of time to
Get us there, hope, prayer and time
By the lonely river where the bridges burn
We shall return
As long as we have hope, prayer, and a little bit of time to
Get us there, hope, prayer and time
Hope, prayer, and a little bit of time to get us there,
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These tired lips are sealed
Although this angry mouth is filled
With words to fracture an unknowing heart
Enough to tear your very world apart
Turning my knowing look away
Fumbling for something to say
God only knows I've done things I regret
So many I'm trying hard to forget
So if you're wondering
You can be
Safe in the knowledge
That your secret's safe with me
Can't help wondering
What you'd do
If you found out she'd done the same to you
There's no logic, there's no gain
There's no way you can explain
Not that I want or expect you to
We're all the prisoners of the things we do
So if you're wondering
You can be
Safe in the knowledge
That your secret's safe with me
Can't help wondering
What you'd do
If you found out she'd done the same to you
Safe in the knowledge, safe
Safe in the knowledge, safe
So if you're wondering
You can be
Safe in the knowledge
That your secret's safe with me
Can't help wondering
What you'd do
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