something more
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:32 pm
every night when the sun goes down
i see the same people gathering around
and every evening as the sun's sinking low
i see the city cast it's long shadow
and there's a man sitting in his window
and a woman standing in the door
and you're in the alleyway and i'm on the rooftop
searchin for something more
my love came to me late at night
to whisper to me that love was allright
like a concertina it rang in my ears
when the morning came my love had disappeared
and there's a man standing in his shadow
and a woman behind a closed door
you search the highway and i'll search the sky
lookin for something more
down in the valley there's a war ragin on
the forces of apathy are gettin so strong
the wise old woman recalls these days
when young girls give love and young men fight anyway
and there's a man standing in the fields
and a woman doing the chores
and you're on the mountaintop and i'm diggin holes
searchin for something more
sing to me angels of clouds rolling by
sing to me so sweet and fine
forgotten dreams are the weave of a lie
so sing to me soft and sing to me of what is mine
the wheels of fortune are turning away
as those in the know have nothing to say
the spiritual now is the comfort zone
how much to have before you go it alone
and there's a man who says i'm a fool
and a woman who says i'm a bore
and you're in the concert hall and i sing off key
searchin for something more
i see the same people gathering around
and every evening as the sun's sinking low
i see the city cast it's long shadow
and there's a man sitting in his window
and a woman standing in the door
and you're in the alleyway and i'm on the rooftop
searchin for something more
my love came to me late at night
to whisper to me that love was allright
like a concertina it rang in my ears
when the morning came my love had disappeared
and there's a man standing in his shadow
and a woman behind a closed door
you search the highway and i'll search the sky
lookin for something more
down in the valley there's a war ragin on
the forces of apathy are gettin so strong
the wise old woman recalls these days
when young girls give love and young men fight anyway
and there's a man standing in the fields
and a woman doing the chores
and you're on the mountaintop and i'm diggin holes
searchin for something more
sing to me angels of clouds rolling by
sing to me so sweet and fine
forgotten dreams are the weave of a lie
so sing to me soft and sing to me of what is mine
the wheels of fortune are turning away
as those in the know have nothing to say
the spiritual now is the comfort zone
how much to have before you go it alone
and there's a man who says i'm a fool
and a woman who says i'm a bore
and you're in the concert hall and i sing off key
searchin for something more