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Album - 18 aprile 1983 - Debaser id 87611

Come up to my lighthouse for I have something I wish to say
It can wait for a moment; well in fact
it can wait all day
I just wanted to bring you up here so you could have the chance to see
the beauty of this situation that
you could share with me

It may seem strange
to talk of love and then lighthouses
It's not strange
to me
Hey
All alone
you and I in our high tower
That's the way
to be

Some laugh at my lighthouse they say it's just an ivory tower
But I don't mind because I know
their envy grows by the hour
See I have a purpose up here to guide the ships upon their way
All this is mine; it could be yours too
what do you say?

It may seem strange
to talk of love and then lighthouses
It's not strange
to me
Hey
All alone
you and I in our high tower
That's the way
to be
Hehehey hey.

When I was with this girl last night
she held me tight; it turned me on
The moon was dark and those clothes were tight
her perfume strong; it turned me on
Fleeting moments touched in the night
then so strong but banished by the light
Her presence gone, memories remain
of how she kissed and turned me on
Now there's this love inside of me
I've got this love
inside of me
And I still have dull aching pain
desire to reach and touch you once again
Distractions cannot sate the need
it grows once more, it grows once more
I've got this love inside of me
I've got this love inside of me
I've got this love inside of me
I've got this love inside of me
I have this pain inside of me
Why can't you see?
Why can't you see?
I'm stranded here with no way home
Please rescue me, oh won't you rescue me?
I've got this love inside of me
I've got this love inside of me
I've got this love inside of me
I've got this love inside of me.

I hate to complain, you know, but then again
I cannot pretend nothing's wrong
Looking at my present situation, the act cannot last for long
Viewed from outside these pursuits I might try
seem possessed of a certain allure
Now they're no longer a source of mystery my faith in them's more unsure

Now the time to play is over
Time to dispose of the lies
Time to show what's really
on my mind
Yes I'd like to turn you over
to see what's on your other side
To see if the problem's
in my mind
In my mind

The choice is quite clear, to move on or stay here
Decision is harder to take
Reject what I have for something unstable could easily be a mistake
So I walk round the place with a smile on my face
pretending the best that I can
Hoping to lose the inclination to desire what I can't understand

And the time to play is over
Time to dispose of the lies
Time to show what's really
on my mind
Yes I'd like to turn you over
to see what's on your other side
To see if the problem's
in my mind
In my mind
Lalalalala lalalalala...

Now the time to play is over
Time to dispose of the lies
Time to show what's really
on my mind
Yes I'd like to turn you over
to see what's on your other side
Like to turn it over
in my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind.

The blue girls that bake in the sun
Skin falls in flakes from each one
Like leaves from autumn trees
they float upon the breeze
These girls you have loved
are slowly decaying
Ah
Drying out in the sun
before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
they seem to accuse you
Oh
What have you done
to earn this prize?
The flesh underneath candy-pink
Quite a strange affair you might think
They gasp and moan for air
Beached fish on your lawn-chair
These girls you have loved
are slowly decaying
Ah
Drying out in the sun
before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
they seem to accuse you
Oh
What have you done
to earn this prize?
Fragments left at the end of the day
A pile of blue that is soon swept away
Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye
Would it be too much to cry?
These girls you have loved
have slowly decayed
Ah
They dried out in the sun
before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
they seem to accuse you
Oh
What did you do
to earn this prize?

Hey
you're treading on my life
You're leaving marks, but that's alright
In a year or so, I'll look back and I'll smile
These things last only for a while
In many ways
this is a waste of time
what will become of it all?
I make you cry
know you in crowded streets
not what I wanted at all
Then
what else could I do
instead of thinking about you?
Pleasure now will justify our love
See, I even call it "love"
In many ways
there's nothing I'd rather do
one kiss makes sense of it all
And what's to come?
Let's just not think about it, it might never happen at all.