Sailing Away
From Flying Colours    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Waiting at the water's edge,
Watching all the ships as they are heading for the harbour wall,
I was just a boy, I was just a boy,
Dreaming of the wide world, dreaming of the wide world;

Watching as they disappear,
Reading out the names of all the places I have never been,
Looking out to sea, staring out to sea,
Dreaming of a wide world, dreaming of the wide world;

I wish I was sailing away, sailing away,
Sailing away, with you tonight, with you tonight;

Walking down another street,
Underneath the red lights, I am watching where the shadows fall,
Looking at the girls, listening to the girls,
Dreaming of a new world, dreaming of that new world;

I wish I was sailing away, sailing away,
Sailing away, in your arms tonight,
In your arms tonight;

I wish I was sailing away, sailing away,
Sailing away, with you now, with you now...

Sailor
From Eastern Wind    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Underneath a silver moon, the ship is like a ghost,
She's been out there for a week, just waiting for the wind to blow,
But now she's off and running, and there's nothing I can do,
'Cos I am just a prisoner here until this war is through,
And I'm singing,
 

    Sailor, can you hear me,
    Sailor, hear my call,
    Sailor, take me with you,
    Sailor, take me home...
 

Yesterday I saw a seabird wheeling light and low,
Then she sailed off to the west,
Like she was telling me the way to go,
If I had her wings my love I'd be with you tonight,
But my last hope has gone, it's drifting out of sight,
Wait for me,
 

    Oh Sailor, take me to her,
    Sailor, take me home...
 

To feel the wind, to see the sky,
To hear the waves breaking on the shore again,
To be with you, to lie with you,
To hear your voice echo through the hills again,
Oh my darling wait for me, 'cos I will be there,
When it is over, when it is over,
Yes I will return one day,
 

    Sailor, take me to her,
    Oh Sailor, take me home,
    Sailor, can you hear me,
    Sailor, hear my call,
    Sailor, Sailor...

Saint Peter's Gate
From Quiet Revolution    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Saint Peter's Gate I was lost in the dark, And the fear was in my heart,
All around me the forest and the rain,
Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night,
I must be getting near - Saint Peter's Gate!

When I went through the door, he was standing in the hall,
An old man with a beard of shining white,
He said "I've been expecting you, let me show you to your room",
And he took me all the way by candlelight,
And lying there on the bed, a book, black & red,
My name was written on the front in gold,
And when I opened it up, there were pictures of my life,
And a voice began to call from down below;

Nobody will get through, nobody,
Not even you, can escape the Judgment Day,
Nobody will be spared, Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at - Saint Peter's Gate!

"Come with me" said that old man, as he took me by the hand
"There is someone here that you have seen before,
In this room on the left, a man who did his best,
To bring joy and happiness to one and all;
But in that room on the right, a dictator in life,
We've been waiting for him here, as you can tell,
For all the blood he's spilled, And for all the ones he's killed,
We condemn him to eternity in hell;

Nobody will get through, Nobody,
Not even you, can escape the Judgment Day,
Nobody will be spared, Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at - Saint Peter's Gate.

I woke up with the dawn, there was someone in my room,
A woman, like an angel all in white,
And then she told me "You must run, for your time has yet to come,
Go now, before they change their minds",
And from the window I saw, A thousand or more,
Bringing that dictator to his knees,
And his cries broke the sound, Of my footsteps on the ground,
As I made it to the safety of the trees:

Nobody will get through, Nobody,
not even you, Can escape the judgment day,
Nobody will be spared, Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at... Saint Peters Gate.

Nobody will get through, Nobody
not even you, Can escape the judgment day,
Nobody will be spared, Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at, Saint Peters Gate!

Saint Peters Gate!

The Same Sun
From Flying Colours    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

I cannot sleep tonight, I have you on my mind,
Even the wind is calling your name,
Though you are far away, I feel that you are near,
Whispering words from over the sea,
And if you wake in your night, remember that I will be here;

And like the same sun, that's rising on the valley with the dawn,
I will walk with your shadow and keep you warm,
And like the same moon, that's shining through my window here tonight,
I will watch in your darkness, and bring you safely to the morning light.

Where there is love like this, forever, for all time,
I will be there, wherever you are,
And where there are hearts that live together in one soul,
Nothing on earth will keep us apart,
And if you're crying inside, remember that I will be here;

And like the same sun that's rising on the valley with the dawn,
I will walk with your shadow and keep you warm,
And like the same moon that's shining through my window here tonight,
I will watch in your darkness, and bring you safely to the morning light;
I Love you, I love you, I love you;

And if you're crying inside, remember that I will be here;
And like the same sun, that's rising on the valley with the dawn,
I will walk with your shadow and keep you warm,
And like the same moon that's shining through my window here tonight,
I will watch in your darkness and bring you safely to the morning light;

Same sun, same moon,
Same sun, same moon,
Same soul, same heart, Same World, same stars - you will be forever in my world;

Same sun, same moon,
Same sun, same moon,
Same soul, same heart, oh, I love you I love you I love you,
Same world, same stars - you will be forever in my heart.

Satin Green Shutters
From Far Beyond These Castle Walls    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Where your love is, put your heart, guard these moments well,
Where your dreams are, put your hopes, you know they will not fail you,
When the sun rises in the morning, you will wake up and find her yawning,
When the wind blows strong and cold, she'll be with you until you grow old,
Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true?

I would build a lovely house with satin green shutters, it would be lovely,
The most lovely house in the world...
And I would sing a lovely song with you in my mind, and you in my eyes,
The most lovely song in the world...
I would write it down on the wall, just for you, just for you,
And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days.

When you're sad and feeling low, you're on your own with nowhere to go,
Make believe that she is gone, play your guitar and write a song for her,
Write down the words about how you cried when you woke up weeping,
'Cos you thought that she had died, and you heard her breathing,
Through your pain and you held her close and cried all over again,
Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true?

And inside my lovely house with satin green shutters, there would be children,
The most lovely children in the world...
And even when the skies are grey, we would be happy, for we have love,
The most lovely love in the world...
I would write it down on the wind, just for you, just for you,
And I would hold you for the rest of my days.

Save Me
From Timing Is Everything    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Once in a dream I was falling in love
With someone who looked a lot like you,
But just as our lips were starting to kiss,
I woke up on the floor;

It's one of those nights for standing around
And talking to people that I hardly know,
An incoming tone came up on my phone,
It was an SMS, and it said;

"Save me, I think I've had enough of this,
Save me, you are the one who can
Save me, take me away from here;"

I look in the room, there's nobody there,
And then I saw her with the long blonde hair,
I could not believe the girl in my dream,
Was waiting at the door, and she said;

"Save me, I think I've had enough of this,
Save me, you are the one who can
Save me, take me away from here;"

Oh, cue a hundred days and nights of special sensuality,
Since lady luck came knocking on my door;

An incoming tone is up on my phone,
Another SMS, and it said;

"Save me, I think I'm getting out of it,
Save me, no doubt about it,
Save me, let's get away from here;"

"Save me, save me, save me, save me,
Let's get away from here,
Take me away from here,
Let's get away from here."

Say Goodbye To It All
From Into The Light    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

No borderline, no borderline...

Took a boat over Lake Geneva,
It was raining all night long,
We were lucky and we saw no enemy,
And came from Switzerland, poor refugees,
Far from the guns of war,
We said goodbye to it all;

They brought us in to a nurse's station,
Half a mile behind the lines,
Oh Lord, how my heart was breaking,
To see the children, and the walking wounded,
Hoping for a ticket home,
And say goodbye to it all;

I woke up on a cold blue morning,
To see her there, standing right beside me,
Long years since I left her at the borderline,
And how she found me I'll never know,
But we decided there and then,
To say goodbye to it all;

To it all,
Say goodbye to it all,
Say goodbye to it all;

Took a train from Paris to the ocean,
Found a small hotel by the coast,
As we walked along the beaches of Normandy,
We came to Juno, Omaha and Gold,
And whispered a prayer for the boys,
Who said goodbye to it all;

Now we've got our own place by the water,
And I have a job in the old hotel,
She is ready and she's hoping for a daughter,
Well I don't mind, we've made our choice,
We've got all the time in the world,
We said goodbye to it all,
We said goodbye to it all;

'Bye to it all,
Say goodbye to it all,
Say goodbye to it all,
Say goodbye to it all,
Say goodbye to it all,
Say goodbye,
Say goodbye...

Separate Tables
From Power Of Ten    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Cherie, il est onze heures du soir
et tu me manques beaucoup;
je pense à toi toujours...
toujours.

At separate tables we sit down to eat,
In separate bedrooms we go to sleep at night,
I only wish you knew how much,
You've been on my mind;

I think about you when the morning comes,
I think about you when all my day is done,
Wondering what you are doing now,
Are you lonely too?

Because I - I miss you here tonight,
And I wish you were by my side,
And I don't want to let go;

At separate tables we sit down to write,
The separate letters that never see the light,
If only we could just agree,
To read between the lines;

I want to see you and I know what I will say,
We must be crazy to throw it all away,
Never knowing what is lost,
Before it's all too late;

And I - I miss you here tonight,
And I wish you were by my side,
And I don't want to let go;

Yes I - I miss you here tonight,
And when I hold you by my side,
Well I'm not going to let go.

Separate Tables (Duet German/English)
From Vicky Leandros' album Jetzt    Written by Chris de Burgh / German lyrics by Vicky Leandros & Lukas Hilbert
By Chris de Burgh & Vicky Leandros

At separate tables we sit down to eat
In separate bedrooms we go to sleep at night
I only wish you knew how much
You've been on my mind.

Ich denk an dich, wenn der Morgen kommt
Ich denk an dich, bis es langsam dunkel wird
Ob du auch nicht schlafen kannst
Und was mit uns passiert

Cause I - I miss you here tonight
And I wish you were by my side
And I don't want to let go

At separate tables we sit down to write
The separate letters that never see the light
If only we could just agree
to read between the lines

Ich will dich sehn, denn du fehlst mir so
Es ist verrückt, denn man merkt es erst so spät
Was man doch verloren hat
Wenn es nicht mehr weitergeht

And I - I miss you here tonight
And I wish you were by my side
And I don't want to let go

Yes I - I miss you here tonight
And when I hold you by my side
Well I'm not going to let go.

Shadows And Lights
From The Getaway    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

If you're out on a Saturday night, head downtown to the city lights,
They've got everything you're looking for, who knows what's behind that door,
"D'ya wanna go where the wild men go?"
"D'ya wanna come and see a dirty movie show?"
"D'ya wanna do what the wild men do?"
Well everything's right here in the
 

    Shadows and lights, on a Saturday night,
    If you're feeling a little bit crazy,
    In the shadows and lights, on a Saturday night,
    Oh yes it is truly amazing...

Take a walk down to old Soho, chinese restaurant that I know,
(Lee Ho Fung)
Couple of ladies are hanging outside, down in the alley looking for a ride,
"Little boy d'ya wanna come upstairs?
You'll never get a better offer anywhere young man,
Do you wanna do what the lovers do,"
Well everything's right here in the
 

    Shadows and lights, on a Saturday night,
    If you're feeling a little bit crazy,
    In the shadows and lights, it's a double delight,
    Oh what can you do to amaze me?

Ooh the shadows and lights, on a Saturday night,
If you're feeling a little bit crazy,
In the shadows and lights, on a Saturday night,
Oh yes it is really amazing...

She Means Everything To Me
From Power Of Ten    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

When the night comes she'll be here,
Lying down in my bed,
I have woken way before the dawn,
With all the things that she said;

On and on I hear gondoliers,
Passing in the dark,
It's another moment for the heart,

'Cos she means everything to me,
She means everything to me,
I know that I love her;

When the day comes she'll be gone,
From the one who will not see,
He doesn't love her, he doesn't love her any more,
But he will not set her free;

So on and on we've been like aeroplanes,
Passing in the night,
But there's no more hiding it this time,

That she means everything to me,
She means everything to me,
I know that I need her;

There comes a time when we must be,
With those we love,
And she means everything to me,

She means everything to me,
She means everything to me,
She is the one who gives me life,
She will be here with me tonight...

She Must Have Known
From Timing Is Everything    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

She must have known from the moment she saw him,
From the look in his eye, and the way that he smiled,
She must have dreamed of lying beside him,
His hands on her body, his whispers of love;

There is nothing that the eye can't see,
There is nothing that the heart can't feel,
There is nothing that a love can't heal, whatever is waiting,
It is meant to be, it is meant to be;

She must have felt the stirrings of passion,
It's been missing so long with the man in her life,
But now at last there is someone beside her,
Somebody to guide her, someone to love;

There is nothing that the eye can't see,
There is nothing that the heart can't feel,
There is nothing that a love can't heal, whatever is waiting,
It is meant to be;

Oh the time will come when we'll be living the dream,
It's that miracle moment for being what we believe;

There is nothing that the eye can't see,
There is nothing that the heart can't feel,
There is nothing that a love can't heal, whatever is waiting,
Sooner or later, it is meant to be, it is meant to be, it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known;

Now she's heading for the sunshine,
She's gonna be like Shirley Valentine,
She must have known - it was meant to be,
She must have known - it was meant to be;
She must have known ,
Now she's heading for the sunshine,
She's gonna be like Shirley Valentine
She must have known.

Shine On
From Power Of Ten    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Shine on, brighter than the sun,
Live for every moment, before the moment's gone,
We shine on you and me tonight,
Way across the universe, burning like a fire in the night...

I was looking at a photograph,
Taken in a garden long before the war,
And out on the lawn,
There were old men and dogs and little children,
All of them gone forever;

There were people by the waterside,
Standing in the same place where I am today,
Nothing has changed - but you know,
That time is moving like a river,
It can only be love forever;

We shine on, brighter than the sun,
Live for every moment, before the moment's gone,
We shine on, you and me tonight,
Way across the universe,
Burning like a fire in the night;

There are those who can never cross,
The space between a father and a son,
When they are young,
We must say all the words that should be spoken,
Before they are lost forever;

And I was looking at a photograph,
Taken from a window way above the world,
We've got to learn,
We must leave here a garden for our children,
When we are gone forever;

We shine on, brighter than the sun,
Live for every moment, before the moment's gone,
We shine on, you and me tonight,
Way across the universe,
Burning like a fire in the night;

Shine on ...

Leave here a garden for the children,
Leave here a new world,
Leave here a garden for the children,
Leave here a new world,
Leave here a garden,
Leave here a new world,
Leave here a garden for the children,
Leave here a new world...

Ship To Shore
From The Getaway    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Ship to shore, do you read me anymore,
This line is bad, and fading,
Ship to shore, answer my call,
Send me a signal, a beacon to bring me home;

I have been to see the world,
tasted life at every turn,
And all the time,
Your face came back to haunt me;

Day by day the feeling grew,
I know I'm still in love with you,
The further that I go,
The more I know it, I wanna show it,

Ship to shore, do you read me anymore,
This line is bad, and fading,
Ship to shore, answer my call,
Send me a signal, a beacon to bring me home;

Moving fast, all systems go,
You and I had time to grow,
Before there was a breakdown in transmission;

How I wish that we could turn,
The clock back to the days when,
We were lovers in the true sense,
Of the meaning, you must believe me,

Ship to shore, do you read me anymore,
This line is bad, I'm drowning,
Ship to shore, answer my call,
Send me a signal, a beacon to bring me home;

Ship to shore, ship to shore, ship to shore...

I cannot believe my eyes,
But I think I see a light;
You are everything I've always,
Wanted in my life;

Sight And Touch
From Man On The Line    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

My girl wakes in her bed of night,
Dressed in silver and dressed in white,
She says she's having the strangest dreams,
Of another time and century;

And now she speaks of a far-off place,
A woman and a man are in a deep embrace,
Don't they know it's against the law,
Well it must have been before the war,
Long before; it was

Real love and devotion - with sight and touch,
Real love and emotion - with sight and touch,
Real love and devotion, before the modern world;

She hears voices in her mind,
Talking of another world lost in time,
Before they took away the words,
That told us how we used to be,
Our history; words of

Real love and devotion - with sight and touch,
Real love and emotion - with sight and touch,
Real love and devotion, before the modern world;

And now we live in a two by four,
Never going outside through the door,
They're watching us on the videoline,
But we sit and wait until the night,
And in the night, we have

Sweet love and devotion - with sight and touch,
Real love and emotion - with sight and touch,
Sweet love and devotion, in such a modern world;

We're never going to be lonely - with sight and touch,
We're never going to be lonely - with sight and touch,
We're never going to be lonely in such a modern world...

The Simple Truth (A Child Is Born)
From Flying Colours    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh and Burt Bacharach

A child is born on a battlefield,
A soldier boy falls to his knees,
And a woman cries in joy and pain,
When will we all live in peace again?

A child is born where the wild wind blows,
In a country torn from the south to the north,
And a family runs from day to day,
When will we see our home again?

When will we see that simple truth,
That the only thing that's worth a damn,

The life of a child is more than a forest,
The life of a child is more than a border,
Could ever be;

A child is born in the desert sun,
A tiny life has just begun,
And a mother cries for her hungry babe,
When will I feed my boy again?

A child is born to an ordinary home,
East or west, it could be anyone,
But we all want to know,
Will my child survive to see the day,
When we will be secure again?

When will we see the simple truth,
That the only thing that's worth a damn,

The life of a child is more than a forest,
The life of a child is more than a border,
The life of a child is more than religion,
The life of a child is only a heartbeat from eternity,
We must believe, for the sake of humanity,
We must believe...

For the sake of humanity, we must believe.

Sin City
From Far Beyond These Castle Walls    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh and Burt Bacharach

Good morning, Blue Rider, and how was your night?
Did you meet a nice woman, did she make you feel alright?

I heard you came in from the country, looking for a good time,
You walked round the hot spots, and you met some good friends of mine.

Oh Mojo, come here, give my friend a glass of wine, strange flavour,
That's right, it's a new recipe of mine - c'mon.

Pull up a chair, I want you to hear,
Have no fear and I'll tell you what goes on here.

I pick people up off the roadside, and lift them high in the sky,
There's no sense in walking on the wrong side, you gotta live before you die,
Anything that takes your fancy, you can have for free,
Wine, women and dancing, but you've got to sell your soul to me,
'Cos once you are in, you'll never get out from Sin City, Sin City.

Good morning, Blue Rider, and how was your night?
Did you get the best deal from your body, did she makes you feel alright?
Well she did 'cos she's my friend...

I pick people up off the roadside, and lift them high in the sky,
There's no sense in walking on the wrong side, you gotta live before you die,
Anything that takes your fancy, you can have for free,
Wine, women and dancing, but you've got to sell your soul to me,
'Cos once you are in, you'll never get out from Sin City, Sin City.

The Snows Of New York
From This Way Up    Written by Chris de Burgh & Albert Hammond    By Chris de Burgh

I can see you now by the light of the dawn,
And the sun is rising slow,
We have talked all night, and I can't talk anymore,
But I must stay and you must go;

You have always been such a good friend to me,
Through the thunder and the rain,
And when you're feeling lost in the snows of New York,
Lift your heart and think of me;

There are those who fail, there are those who fall,
There are those who will never win,
Then there are those who fight for the things they believe,
And these are men like you and me;

In my dream we walked, you and I to the shore,
Leaving footprints by the sea,
And when there was just one set of prints in the sand,
That was when you carried me;

You have always been such a good friend to me,
Through the thunder and the rain,
And when you're feeling lost in the snows of New York,
Lift your heart and think of me.

So Beautiful
From Quiet Revolution    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

I'm lying here tonight, thinking of the days we've had,
Wondering if the world would be so beautiful,
If I had not looked into your eyes,
How did you know that I've been waiting?
I never knew the world would be so beautiful at all;

I'm spending all the days, dreaming of the nights we've had,
I never knew that love would be a miracle,
When I think of all the ones before,
But now that I've found you I am flying,
I never knew that love would be so beautiful to me,
I never knew that love would be so beautiful to me;

And when we dance to the rhythm that is burning like a flame,
And when you touch me I can hardly move you take my breath away,
You give me all that I want to feel when we become as one,
And then you take me to the heaven of your heart;
Did nobody ever tell you, you're the best thing that has ever been;

Ah... you... ah... so beautiful... ah... so beautiful...

I'm standing here tonight, thinking of the time we'll have,
I never knew that you would be so beautiful,
From the day you came into my life,
I just want to say, you make me happy,
I never knew that you would be so beautiful to me,
I never knew that you would be so beautiful to me;

So beautiful to me...
So beautiful to me...
So beautiful to me...
...to me;

I'm lying here tonight,
I'm dreaming here tonight,
I dance with you tonight...

Some Things Never Change
From Eastern Winds    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

The hero says his final goodbyes, and there are tears in my lover's eyes,
But it was just a film, make-believe, they all get up and go home,
And now you're asking me why love can wither away and die,
Well I know, I know that some things go, but some things never change,
 

    Like the starlight, that is shining in your eyes,
    Like the storm in a winter sky,
    Like the moon on the tide,
    Turning it again and again,
    Like the way that I love you,
    Some things never change,
    Like the way that I love you,
    Some things never change;
 

The road is long and it's hard, I don't imagine for a minute it's not,
But I'll keep my loving for you, right down to the end,
The fire is blazing bright, we could sit here and talk all night,
And though this wood must burn away, some things never change,
 

    Like the starlight, that is shining in your eyes,
    Like the storm in a winter sky,
    Like the moon on the tide,
    Turning it again and again,
    Like the way that I love you,
    Some things never change;

    Like the way that I love you,
    Some things never change...

Something Else Again
From Crusader    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Peace and understanding is the wisdom of her world,
She loves without a reason, she gives without a word,
There are those who make me smile, brighten up my day,
But oh this woman she is something else again;

All the nights I've ever known are waiting in her eyes,
Sparkling like the silver, brimming like the wine,
Other lovers laid me down, took my breath away,
But oh this woman she is something else again;

Oh she is a friend to me,
Holds me in my tears,
She said "Yes, you will be young again
When you look back through the years"...

So take your woman by the hand, love her till she dies,
Be strong when she needs you, hold her when she cries,
And if a man should say to you, love just brings you pain,
You tell him "No, my woman's something else again,
Oh my woman's something else again, oh my woman's something else again"...

The Son And The Father
From This Way Up    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

I was walking down that road, to the place that was my home,
And the memories of a life go on forever,
Here's the village, here's the sea and here's the place where it began,
When I found myself in the arms of Lady Madonna,
And then I listen for those footsteps, coming down the hall,
A father to his young boy, who was hurting from a fall,
You must have heard me crying, you must have dried my tears,
But you know, I just can't remember, just can't remember,
The son and the father, the son and the father;

Now I'm walking with my boy through the place that is our home,
And the memories of his life are growing forever,
And I'm looking through his eyes at all the wonders of the world,
Then hand in hand we will make this journey together,
And we will talk of men and pirates, and heroes in the dark,
I will tell him of the hungers and the mysteries of the heart,
And I will always hear you crying, I will always dry your tears;

And I pray you'll always remember, always forever,
The son and the father, the son and the father,
The son and the father, the son and the father.

The Sound Of A Gun
From Man On The Line    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

I have seen the diamond stylus,
Cut a groove from north to south,
Heard them calling from the islands for a better day,
One by one they tell their story,
One by one it's just the same,
"They've taken our leaders,
And all their believers are paralysed,
And now we can't turn back - somebody is watching you!
Don't turn round - yesterday's gone!
And even the children are waking at midnight in tears,
Didn't anyone hear? Mother, mother, mother..."

Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun;

Looking out my bedroom window,
I remember early days,
When the shot that wounded millions took our breath away,
But now the shadow of a gunman,
With his balaclava eyes, is making the news,
Calling out the warnings on the telephone,
"You're in the line of fire - wish there was another way!
Line of fire - anything goes,"
And who is the winner, and what will the minister say,
At the end of the day? Never, never, never, never!

Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun;

This is bella soma, this is bella soma...
Mother, mother, mother...

Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, it's only the sound of a gun,
Hush child do not weep,
It's only the sound of a world on the run,
You're hearing the sound of a gun;

A Spaceman Came Travelling
From Spanish Train & Other Stories    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

A spaceman came travelling on his ship from afar,
'Twas light years of time since his mission did start,
And over a village he halted his craft,
And it hung in the sky like a star, just like a star...

He followed a light and came down to a shed,
Where a mother and child were lying there on a bed,
A bright light of silver shone round his head,
And he had the face of an angle, and they were afraid...

Then the stranger spoke, he said "Do not fear,
I come from a planet a long way from here,
And I bring a message for mankind to hear,"
And suddenly the sweetest music filled the air...

And it went La La...
Peace and goodwill to all men, and love for the child...

This lovely music went trembling through the ground,
And many were wakened on hearing that sound,
And travellers on the road, the village they found,
By the light of that ship in the sky, which shone all round...

And just before dawn at the paling of the sky,
The stranger returned and said "Now I must fly,
When two thousand years of your time has gone by,
This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry..."

And it went La La ... This song will begin once again
To a baby's cry...
And it goes La La... Peace and goodwill to all men, and
Love for the child...
Oh the whole world is waiting, waiting to hear the song again,
There are thousands standing on the edge of the world,
And a star is moving somewhere, the time is nearly here,
This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry...

Spanish Train
From Spanish Train & Other Stories    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

There's a Spanish train that runs between
Guadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
and people hear she's running still...

And then they hush their children back to sleep,
Lock the doors, upstairs they creep,
For it is said that the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten thousand deep!!

Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side,
His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died,
But above his bed just a-waiting for the dead,
Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye,
"Well God's not around and look what I've found,
this one's mine!!"

Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light,
And shouted at the Devil, "Get thee hence to endless night!!"
But the Devil just grinned and said "I may have sinned,
But there's no need to push me around,
I got him first so you can do your worst,
He's going underground!!"

"But I think I'll give you one more chance"
said the Devil with a smile,
"So throw away that stupid lance,
It's really not your style",
"Joker is the name, Poker is the game,
we'll play right here on this bed,
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet,
the souls of the dead!!"

And I said "Look out, Lord, He's going to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord, He's going to win!.."

Well the railwayman he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a hand of five,
And for the Lord he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to drive...
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king,
And the Lord, he was running for a straight,
He had the queen and the knave and nine and ten of spades,
All he needed was the eight...

And then the Lord he called for one more card,
But he drew the diamond eight,
And the Devil said to the son of God,
"I believe you've got it straight,
So deal me one for the time has come
To see who'll be the king of this place,
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
He slipped another ace...

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid,
And it soon went up to fifty-nine,
But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did,
And he said "that suits me fine",
"I'll raise you high to a hundred and five,
And forever put an end to your sins",
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins!!"

And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord, don't let him win..."

Well that Spanish train still runs between,
Guadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people fear she's running still...
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess,
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls,
And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best...

And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is still on time, oh my soul is on the line,
Oh Lord, you've got to win..."

The Spirit Of Man
From Into The Light    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

I'm chasing a shadow, I can't see a thing,
It's dipping and diving like a bird on the wing,
And every time I get near it just seems to slip away;

There's a fighter inside who will never give up,
We are what we are and it's never enough,
Write the words in the sand that this man will come again;

You may run from the sea, and the words disappear,
Oh you may fall to your knees,
But the power is here, to survive;

It's shining again,
It's shining again - the spirit of man,
It's shining again - the spirit of man;

Ah remember the first day of man on the moon,
The whole world was watching, a whole world in tune,
It was hard to believe he was the same as me and you;

Oh look back to the future and look down the years,
It wasn't all battles and bad news and tears,
We have brought to this place a desire to have a dream;

We may reach for the stars, and fall from the sky,
Oh in the darkest hour the spirit of man comes to life;

It's shining again - the spirit of man,
It's shining again - the spirit of man,
It's shining again - the spirit of man;

And we work - aha - for the good things that we can have,
Yea we work - aha - for the family and home,
Yea we work - aha - for the D-Mark and the dollar,
Yea we work - aha - for the woman on the phone,
Yea we work - aha - for that moment of elation,
Yea we work - aha - for a chance to get away,
And we work - aha - just to let imagination,
Come inside and take me away;

We may reach for the stars, and fall from the sky,
Ooh in the darkest hour the spirit of man comes to life;

It's shining again - the spirit of man,
It's shining again - the spirit of man,
It's shining again - the spirit of man.

Strangers On A Train
From Single Blonde Hair, Blue Jeans    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

When he saw her first she was crying, on the morning train,
He was drawn to her and he held her hand and he dried her tears away,
She said "I gave up my life for him, I gave all that I had,
I gave up my world for him"
and I'm not going back

Love comes in like a miracle
To take away the pain
They were always lovers
Strangers on a train
Love come in like a messenger
To save the world again
They have always been together
Strangers on a train

They were lost in deep conversation and the miles went by and by,
When the train came into their station,
They just had to travel on,
He said "I'll give up my life for you, I'll give all that I have,
I'll give up my world for you"
and I'm not going back

Love comes in like a miracle
To take away the pain
They were always lovers
Strangers on a train
Love come in like a messenger
To save the world again
They will always been together
Strangers on a train

I'll give up my life for him
I'll give all I have
I'll give up my world for you
and I am not going back

Love comes in like a miracle
To take away the pain
They were always lovers
Strangers on a train
Love come in like a messenger
To save the world again
They will always been together
Strangers on a train.

Suddenly Love
From Flying Colours    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Suddenly love comes in and finds me on open ground,
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, there's no turning back,
And a journey has just begun;

Suddenly love breaks down the doors,
There is singing inside,
And all of the light that's in your eyes, shining here tonight,
Has woken the man in me, and the woman in you,
The woman in you;

All night, heads on the pillow, and eyes that are never shut,
All night, rain on the window, but inside, we have so much;

Suddenly love takes me away where I've never been,
Shows me a world I have never seen, I could only dream,
That I ever would find myself with a lover like you,
A lover like you;

All night, heads on the pillow, and eyes that are never shut,
All night, body to body, and thrilling to every touch;

Oh, suddenly love takes me away where I've never been,
It shows me a world I have never seen, and I just want to be,
Alone in your mystery, love me over and over, and over and over again.

Summer Rain
From At The End Of Perfect Day    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Old man walking by the sea is dreaming,
Dreaming of the days when he was young,
Hand in hand, a little boy beside him,
Hearing about the weekends under the sun...
"Ah most of all I remember,
A little song we used to play,
It was about the English weather,
Always raining on a sunny day, and it went

Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again,
And it's getting wetter,
As a matter of fact it couldn't be better,
For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee)
Ah la la la, summer rain is falling down,
On my umbrella above me,
The very first time she said she loved me,
Was in the summer rain, and it's fine with me...
Walking with your great-grandfather's daughter,
Somehow we were always late for tea,
And small boys making mischief in the water,
Watching deck chairs floating away out to sea,
Ah but now the memory's fading,
How the past just slips away,
But every time that it starts raining,
I can hear the band begin to play,

Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again,
And it's getting wetter,
As a matter of fact it couldn't be better,
For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee)
Ah la la la, summer rain is falling down,
On my umbrella above me, (above me)
The very first time she said she loved me,
Was in the summer rain, and it's fine with me, me, la la la
Summer rain is fine with me...
Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again,
And it's getting wetter,
As a matter of fact it couldn't be better,
For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee)
Ah la la la ..."