Nightvisiting Songtext
von Jim Moray
Nightvisiting Songtext
I′ll put my ship in order,
And i will sail back tot the sea, and I'll,
Listen at the window,
To see if my love′s mind's on me.
And when i come into the harbour,
The burning Thames i have to cross,
And I'll whisper at the window,
"Oh my true love,
Are you alone?"
′Cos im here and im outside your window,
The rain is soaking to the skin,
Prison walls I′m scalin',
Chains that bind me down,
The clay will not contain me,
And keep me from your arms.
Where is the colour,
I used to know.
Your cheeks′ they look oh so pale,
Mary, the ground has changed me,
And I'm just the ghost of your Willy, oh...
I′m here and I'm outside your window,
The rain is soaking through the skin,
Prison walls I′m scalin',
Chains that bind me down,
The clay will not contain me,
And keep me from your arms.
So hold out your hands, to the joy, to the kiss from me now
For i must return, to the dark, to the dead before light.
And so i sing unto the morning,
Oh sun don't rise before it′s day,
And birds hold your tune a bit longer,
For dawn comes to steal my sweet boy away.
And i will sail back tot the sea, and I'll,
Listen at the window,
To see if my love′s mind's on me.
And when i come into the harbour,
The burning Thames i have to cross,
And I'll whisper at the window,
"Oh my true love,
Are you alone?"
′Cos im here and im outside your window,
The rain is soaking to the skin,
Prison walls I′m scalin',
Chains that bind me down,
The clay will not contain me,
And keep me from your arms.
Where is the colour,
I used to know.
Your cheeks′ they look oh so pale,
Mary, the ground has changed me,
And I'm just the ghost of your Willy, oh...
I′m here and I'm outside your window,
The rain is soaking through the skin,
Prison walls I′m scalin',
Chains that bind me down,
The clay will not contain me,
And keep me from your arms.
So hold out your hands, to the joy, to the kiss from me now
For i must return, to the dark, to the dead before light.
And so i sing unto the morning,
Oh sun don't rise before it′s day,
And birds hold your tune a bit longer,
For dawn comes to steal my sweet boy away.
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