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@panda12 wrote:
I suggest we hold our children close….
Hmmm. I expect Kate and Gerry McCann are thinking that right now. See, Pepper? You can be erm “black and white” when you want to be.
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I’m sure I can love.. but I’m afraid I don’t see much evidence of it here to be honest.
Or am I missing something?This tune kept coming into my head as I rocked my little girl to sleep tonight..
And now I see this thread.
Weird and wonderful I guess..When your heart’s in someone else’s hands
Monkey see and monkey do
Their wish is your command
You’re not to blame
Everyone’s the sameAll you do is love and love is all you do
I should know by now, the way I fought for you
You’re not to blame
Everyone’s the sameI know you think that you’re safe
Mister
Harmless deception
That keeps love at bay
It’s the ones who resist that we most want to kiss
Wouldn’t you say?Cowboys and angels
They all have the time for you
Why should I imagine
That I’d be a find for you
Why should I imagine
That I have something to say?But that scar on your face
That beautiful face of yours
In your heart there’s a trace
Of someone beforeWhen your heart’s in someone else’s plans
Things you say and things you do
They don’t understand
It’s such a shame
Always ends the sameYou can call it love but I don’t think it’s true
You should know by now
I’m not the boy for you
You’re not to blame
Always ends the sameI know you think that you’re safe
Sister
Harmless affection
That keeps things this way
It’s the ones who persist for the sake of a kiss
Who will payCowboys and angels
They all take a shine to you
Why should I imagine that I was designed for you
Why should I believe
That you would stay?But that scar on your face
That beautiful face of yours
Don’t you think that I know
They’ve hurt you beforeTake this man to your bed
Maybe his hands will help you forget
Please be stronger than your past
The future may still give you a chanceWhere, where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
I’ve heard all the wild reports, they can’t be right
But whose head is this she’s dancing with on the threshing floor
Whose darkness deepens in her arms a little more
And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?The silver knives are flashing in the tired old cafe
A ghost climbs on the table in a bridal negligee
She says, “My body is the light, my body is the way”
I raise my arm against it all and I catch the bride’s bouquet
And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?Too early for the rainbow, too early for the dove
These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood
And there is no man no woman can be touched
But you who come between them will be judged
And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?…