Ships in the Night (BBC Radio One ‘In Concert’ recorded Paris Theatre, Lower Regent Street, London 15th January 1976) Songtext
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Ships in the Night (BBC Radio One ‘In Concert’ recorded Paris Theatre, Lower Regent Street, London 15th January 1976) Songtext
Nelson
Like a square peg in a round hole . . .
Like a harp without it′s strings . . .
Like a sailor who sails no oceans . . .
Like a bird that has no wings . . .
Without love, I am a desert,
Without love, My light is dim . . .
Without love, I have no treasures . . .
Without love, I cannot win . . .
(without love) . . . We are like ships in the night . . .
(without love) . . . Selling our souls down the river . . .
Sailing away and forever our pleasure is blue . . .
Like a dream that has no dreamer,
Like a cloud without a sky . . .
Like a truth with no believer,
Like a mother without a child . . .
Without love, I am a desert,
Without love, My light is dim . . .
Without love, I have no treasures . . .
Without love, My chance is slim . . .
(without love) . . . We are like ships in the night . . .
(without love) . . . Selling our souls down the river . . .
Sailing away and forever our pleasure is blue . . .
Like a square peg in a round hole . . .
Like a harp without it′s strings . . .
Like a sailor who sails no oceans . . .
Like a bird that has no wings . . .
Without love, I am a desert,
Without love, My light is dim . . .
Without love, I have no treasures . . .
Without love, I cannot win . . .
(without love) . . . We are like ships in the night . . .
(without love) . . . Selling our souls down the river . . .
Sailing away and forever our pleasure is blue . . .
Like a dream that has no dreamer,
Like a cloud without a sky . . .
Like a truth with no believer,
Like a mother without a child . . .
Without love, I am a desert,
Without love, My light is dim . . .
Without love, I have no treasures . . .
Without love, My chance is slim . . .
(without love) . . . We are like ships in the night . . .
(without love) . . . Selling our souls down the river . . .
Sailing away and forever our pleasure is blue . . .
Writer(s): Bill Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com