The Reply Is A Song Lyric

Take the last train to Clarksville and I’ll meet you at the station.
You can be there by 4.30
Cause I made the reservation.

Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I’ll never desert you
I’ll stand by you.

I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain

Love hurts
But sometimes it’s a good hurt
And it feels like I’m alive

Day after day, love turns gray
Like the skin of a dying man.
Night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.

Oh, to die of kisses
ecstacies and charms
pavements of poets will write
that I died in nine angels arms
and they all were smiling

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away
I should have walked away.

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

Makin’ a living the old hard way
Takin’ and giving by day by day
I dig snow and rain and bright sunshine
Draggin’ the line (draggin’ the line)

It’s kind of a drag
when your baby don’t love you,
It’s kind of a drag
when you know she’s been untrue.
oh, listen to what I’ve gotta say,
Girl, I still love you,
I’ll always love you
anyway, anyway.

Always and forever
Each moment with you
Is just like a dream to me
That somehow came true

There’s a kind of hush
all over the world
all over the world tonight
you can hear the sounds of lovers in love.

The world is not enough
But it is such a perfect place to start, my love
And if you’re strong enough
Together we can take the world apart, my love

And I don’t know if I’m being foolish
Don’t know if I’m being wise
But it’s something that I must believe in
And it’s there when I look in your eyes

Love is in the air
In the whisper of the trees
Love is in the air
In the thunder of the sea

Woke up to the sound of thunder
Thunder in the morning
But I won’t worry, I won’t wonder
Whether it was a warning

Thunder in the morning sky
Reminds me of you
I don’t know the reason why
But it just does, it just does

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word.

(I find this game so addicting!)

Hush little girl, there is no reason to fret…tonight
Don’t mind the smoke, Daddy just want’s to forget…Tonight

Tonight, tonight
The world is wild and bright
Going mad
Shooting sparks into space

Rubbin’ sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite
and the thought of rubbin’ you is getting so exciting.

If she gives me a sign
That she wants to make time (stop)
I can’t stop (stop)
I can’t stop myself
(Stop, stop)

Lightning is striking again
Lightning is striking again
And again and again and again
Lightning is striking again
And again and again and again