Paroles:
Kennedy Brian

There?s a world full of promise, right outside come and take a look And the words in the story you can write it?s an open book Tell me now do you ever

Christopher Street was busy tonight when I made my way back home One of these nights I?ll turn on the light like that taxi by the payphone Well I?ve been

Call me old fashioned but I?d really like to know you some more, find out what?s under the skin of this thing I adore. We?ve been running in circles And

I thought I?d found it in a lovers touch at the end of a perfect day But holding hands and drifting sands weren?t enough to make me stay I thought I

Every night I make a promise to myself then break it There you are, without a word you reach my heart and take it How long will I keep living in the past

When you were young and on your own How did it feel to be alone? I was always thinking of games that we could play at Trying to make the best of my time

I remember how it used to feel That all the dreams I dreamed would come to be But each promise made would masquerade And all my fine ideas would come

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls, With vassals and serfs at my side, and of all who assembled within those walls, That I was the hope and the pride

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary; When troubles come and my heart burdened be; Then, I am still and wait here in the silence, Until you come and