Old-Fashioned People
From Crusader    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Old-fashioned people, they never know why,
The world is changing day to day,
It moves so fast and leaves them in another time;

An old-fashioned dancer is dancing alone,
Dreaming of those music halls,
And with his lady waltzing away until the dawn,
And I thought I heard him say,
Please don't take my dreams away;
They carry me back again, show me that life again,
Carry me back to the places that I knew,
Carry me back again, show me that life again,
Carry me back to the places that I knew...

Old-fashioned lovers, they walk in the park,
Beside the river hand in hand,
And hurry home for tea before it gets dark,
Could be you and me one day,
Time will come when we will say,
Carry me back again, show me that life again,
Carry me back to the places that I knew,
Carry me back again, show me that life again,
Carry me back to the places that I knew;
Carry me back again, show me that life again,
Carry me back to the places that I knew...

Old Friend
From Crusader    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Old friend, so you're in trouble again, you ask me today,
To try and find a little time, and maybe buy a glass of wine,
Old friend, I'm coming through...

Old friend, yes I remember you, always a smile on your face,
Oh a memory from years before, an old man and a little boy,
Old friend, I remember you...

You used to take me fishing down by the wishing well,
One day you threw a wish in, and we listened while it fell,
And you made a wish...

"When the years are heavy, and my heart is growing cold,
Well I wish when the evening comes that there'll always Be...
Some old friend who'll miss me too..."

Well I do, so friend I'm coming through...
Yes, for you I'll always find the time, we will have a bottle
Of wine, old friend, I'm here by your side, oh, to the very end,
Old friend ... I miss you too ... my dear old friend...
Old friend ... old friend...

Once Upon A Time
From The Road To Freedom (Special Edition)     Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Daddy I can’t sleep tonight, it’s happening again,
Voices in the kitchen are shouting
And it’s keeping me awake,
Is it something I’ve done wrong?
Maybe it’s all my fault,
And why is Mummy crying all the time?

Lately I’ve been dreaming, dreaming of the day,
We will come together and be a happy family again,
Remember how it used to be, sitting here on my bed,
Both of you with stories,
When you came to say goodnight;

Once upon a time you must have loved her,
And held her in your arms,
And told her she’s the best thing in your life,
And it’s so sad, it’s so bad,
To think that you don’t love her anymore, anymore;

Someday when I’m older, will it be the same,
To wake up in the morning,
And find that everything in life has changed?
Well I never want to see that day,
I never want to leave this home,
But most of all I never want to hear
You say goodbye;

Once upon a time you must have loved her,
And held her in your arms,
And told her she’s the best thing in your world,
And it’s so sad, it’s so bad,
To think that you don’t love her anymore, anymore;

To think that you don’t love her like before,
Once upon a time...

One More Mile To Go
From Beautiful Dreams    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

When the valley's quiet with the snow,
And the train has one more mile to go,
To the station where my love will be,
She waits for me, she waits for me;

Now the lights are shining down below,
And I see the village that's my home,
And I see all the places that I love,
It's been so long, been away so long,
And I'm nearly home, one more mile to go;

There is joy for loved ones coming home,
And everyone has gone, I'm standing here alone,
But in the shadows I can see her face,
She comes to me, she's here for me;

And now a light is shining round the world,
It's a magic night for every boy and girl,
'Cos it's the time that all men dream of peace,
On Christmas eve, we dream of peace,
And we're nearly home, one more mile to go,
Yes we're nearly home, one more mile to go,
And we're nearly home, one more mile to go.

One Word (Straight To The Heart)
From Into The Light    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

One word, one heart, one night, is all I want,
One word, one heart, one girl, is waiting there for me;

Nidnight, and all is well,
I hear the mission bell,
Out on the road, nothing is moving,
As I speed from town to town;

Two hearts are beating fast,
But they are still many miles apart,
Oh the mood was shining on a distant shore,
Burning like a fire in my heart,
I've got to see her, I've got to say -

One word, one heart, one night, is all I want,
One word, one heart, one girl, is waiting there for me,
I never knew I cared so much before,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
I'm going to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
Like a cannonball...

Headlights are blazing through,
Turn on the radio, I hear the news,
Hand on the wheel, foot on the floor,
And on, and on, and on we go,
This car is like a friend,
Bring her the message that I want to send,
Oh the dawn was breaking and I saw the sun,
Burning like a fire on the bay,
I'm nearly there now, I'm gonna say -

One word, one heart, one night, is all I want,
One word, one heart, one girl, is waiting there for me,
I never knew I cared so much before,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
Like a cannonball...

One word, (yes,) one heart,
One night, (yes,) one girl, (yes,)
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
I've got to give her my love - straight to the heart,
I've got to give her my love - straight to the heart,
I've got to tell her myself - straight to the heart,
I've got to tell her tonight - straight to the heart,
Like a cannonball...

Oh My Brave Hearts
From This Way Up    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Oh my brave hearts, we must leave this land tomorrow,
We can't live here anymore,
And in the quiet hours, we talk before the dawn;

And the old hearts, they are calling from the shadows,
Telling us we must not go, oh but we cannot fight,
The power of the gun, to take away our land,
They take it from our sons, swear it on my hand,

We will return to run here like the wolf,
And see the hunter's moon, and watch our river flow,
It's not gone forever;

Oh my bold hearts, we will go down to the city,
We will live by city light, but in the darkest hour,
Keep this fire alive;

We will grow strong, we will bring our wealth together,
Never showing what we have,
And when the time has come, we'll reach out for the gun,
Taking back our land, take it for our sons,
Swear it on my hand,

We will return to run here like the wolf,
And see the hunter's moon, and watch our river flow,
We will return to touch the open sky,
And see the eagle fly, and feel the morning rain,
It's not gone forever,
We will return,
Oh my brave hearts,
We gonna come back, we gonna come back,
We will return,
Oh my brave hearts,
We will return.