More song lyrics 6

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I will never be set free
As long as I am a ghost, you can't see

In my mind I know you're gone
But my heart keeps holding on
To the memories of those happy times
To the love that once was mine
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
There's a ghost in my house
I can't hide
(Ghost in my house)
From the ghost of your love that's inside

In my mind, I'm going to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Now can't you just feel the moonshine?
And ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind?
Yes, I'm going to Carolina in my mind

Carolina moon keep shining
Shining on the one who waits for me
Carolina moon I'm pining
Pining for the place I long to be
How I'm hoping tonight you'll go
Go to the right window
Scatter your light, say I'm alright
Please do
Tell her that I'm blue and lonely
Dreamy Carolina moon

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera"
"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat"
"We smoked the last one an hour ago"
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

And so on my day off
I could have chosen monuments
Historic chateaux, palaces
Or finding ways of improving my french
Instead I wandered out alone
Here where woods and trees abound
And in a quiet corner found a resting place
Of English soldiers killed in war
And what of them my love
Who died so far from home
No last farewell kiss
All that remains is this
It makes me so ashamed
To feel alone
Whatever would they think of me?

For I shall see
My love again

And when I go away
I know my heart can stay with my love
It's understood
It's in the hands of my love
And my love does it good

I give her all my love
That's what I do
And if you saw my love
You'd love her too
And I love her

And when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock,
And close the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'cause there's not enough love to go round

Close the door, light the light
We're stayin' home tonight
Far away from the bustle and the bright city lights
Let them all fade away, just leave us alone
And we'll live in a world of our own

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties
And where will she go and what shall she do
When midnight comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door

Eleanor Rugby died in her flat
And was buried alone in her grave
Nobody came
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?

I've seen all good people turn their heads each day so satisfied I'm on my way
Take a straight and stronger course to the corner of your life
Make the white queen run so fast she hasn't got time to make you wife
'Cause it's time, it's time in time with your time and it's news is captured for the queen to use
Move me on to any black square
Use me anytime you want

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the King and Queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent;
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson, my jo.

John Anderson, my jo, John,
We clamb the hill the gither;
And mony a cantie day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither:
Now we maun totter down, John,
And hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson, my jo.

Meaning of unusual words:
jo=darling
acquent=acquainted
brent=smooth
beld=bald
pow=crown of your head
clamb=climb
thegither=together
cantie=happy
maun=must

The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless skies, my love
To the dark and the endless skies
And the first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command, my love

Fly me to the moon
And let me play amongst the stars
Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hands
In other words, darling kiss me

Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee

And now it's midnight it's raining outside
And I'm soaking wet, still looking for that man of mine
And I ain't found him yet
Well all of this rain can wash away my tears
But nothing can replace all of those wasted years
In all of this I tell you I have learnt
Playing with fire gets you burnt
And I'm still burning

You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to tell you
Momma we couldn't get no higher
Come onbaby
Light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

just yesterday mornin', they let me know you were gone
Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can't remember who to send it to

I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again

Remember me as a sunny day
That you once had, along the way
Didn't I inspire you a little higher
Remember me as a funny clown
That made you laugh when you were down
Didn't I boy, didn't I boy

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow, follow

When the woods are gay in the time of June
With the Chestnut flow’r and fan,
And the birds are still in the hush of noon, -
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
He plays on the reed that once was a maid
Who broke from his arms and ran,
And her soul goes out to the list’ning glade -
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
Though you hear, come not near,
Fearing the wood-god’s ban ;
Soft and sweet, in the dim retreat,
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
When the sun goes down and the stars are out,
He gathers his goat-foot clan,
And the Dryads dance with the Satyr rout ;
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
For he pipes the dance of the happy Earth
Ere ever the gods began,
When the woods were merry and mad with mirth -
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
Come not nigh, pass them by,
Woe to the eyes that scan !
Wild and loud to the leaping crowd,
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
When the armies meet on the battle field,
And the fight is man to man,
With the gride of sword and the clash of shield -
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
Thro’ the madden’d shriek of the flying rear,
Thro’ the roar of the charging van,
There skirls the tune of the God of Fear -
Hark to the pipes of Pan !
Ours the fray – on and slay,
Let him escape that can !
Ringing out in the battle shout,
Hark to the pipes of Pan !