Hush sweet lover, hush And gently hold me in your trust Lay down your walls Let me love you with lust Hush sweet lover, hush And gently fold me in your
for a while Then I saw you last night, you held my hand so tight When you stopped to say, "Hello" You wished me well, you couldn't tell That I'd been
and intensity, why? It's a, it's almost as if you could only crack the code Then you'd finally understand what this all means Oh, but if you could,
I live in the hills You live in the valleys And all that you know Are these blackbirds You rise every morning Wondering what in the world Will the world
Even through the darkest phase Be it thick or thin Always someone marches brave Here beneath my skin And constant craving has always been Maybe a great
A thin ice covers my soul My body's frozen and my heart is cold and still So much about me is raw I search for a place to unthaw Something in me broods
It must have been moonglow Way up in the blue It must have been moonglow That led me straight to you I still hear you saying "Dear one, hold me fast"
Save me, save me from you But pave me the way to you Lead me upon the captive free Gracious and tame like love can be Lead me upon Spoil me, spoil me
Shadows, now curtain the moon But faith swears it will shine again soon Shine with love, you've been hiding from me Your kiss has hindered my day A longing
Just a kiss, just a kiss I have lived just for this I can't explain why I've become Miss Chatelaine Just a smile, just a smile Hold me captive just a
I often wonder, is it so? All I am holding wants let go How could I manage, I don't know? I often question, is it so? Life's contradictions tend to grow
Talking to myself here Is causing great concern for my health Where is your head Kathryn? Where is your head? I'm trying hard to escape this Constant
You swim, swim through my veins Drown me in your reign My desire carries no shame My will, will harbour no pain Wash, wash me clean Mend my wounded seams
She was a big boned gal from southern Alberta You just couldn't call her small And you can bet every Saturday night She'd be heading for the legion hall
Keen to the shifting wind I bend to it blind To rid these kisses of sin That must stay behind Sour the fruit of neglect The core of my doubt Deprived
Early morning mid-July anticipation's makin' me high The smell of Sunday in our hair You ran on the beach with Kennedy Flair Sweet, sweet burn of sun
Flawless light in a darkening air Alone and shining there Love will not elude you Love is simple I worship this tenacity And the beautiful struggle
Two cigarettes in an ashtray My love and I in a small cafe Then a stranger came along and everything went wrong Now there's three cigarettes in the ashtray