Taking It To The Top
From Man On The Line    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Every now and then I hear a song I used to know,
Playing late at night on radio,
And I remember when the schooldays finally had to end,
We were neatly wrapped and sent off in a row;

To be champions of the world,
We can take on anyone,
Nothing's going to keep us from the door;

We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we are,
We've come this far,
We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we will,
We've got the skill,
We're taking it to the top, hitting them from the heart,
Too late to stop, right from the start,
Up to the top, giving it all we've got,
To the top of the hill right now!

Working on the window of a boardroom in the sky,
Business men in suits go flying by,
They're heading for the greatest day that they have ever seen,
Selling bridges to the japanese;

We are the champions of the world,
We can take on anyone,
Nothing's going to keep us on the floor;

We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we are,
We've come this far,
We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we will,
We've got the skill,
We're taking it to the top, hitting them from the heart,
Too late to stop, right now!

Taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we are,
We've come this far,
We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we will,
We've got the skill,
We're taking it to the top, hitting them from the heart,
Too late to stop, once we have started,
To the top, giving it all we've got,
To the top of the hill right now, right now!

Talk To Me
From Power Of Ten    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Talk to me, I need a little advice,
I've got you on my mind,
Words of passion coming out of the night,
You make me feel alive;

I'm not one in a million, I'm a million in one,
Thinking of ways to your heart,
I've got a feeling that it will be your hand,
Taking me higher and higher,

Talk to me! Talk to me...
Talk to me! Talk to me...

Look at me 'cos I've been looking at you,
I see desire in the night again,
Fascination and mysterious touch,
I know you feel the same;

This is one in a million, it's a million to one,
But I will be your lover in time,
Go with the feeling that is breaking inside,
You will discover it when you,

Talk to me! Talk to me...
Talk to me! Talk to me...

I am the one, yes I know I am the one,
I am the one for you now,
I want you beside me,
I dream of your body,
I see you and me there forever...

Talk to me! Talk to me...
Talk to me! Talk to me...

Tender Hands
From Flying Colours    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Oh how, at the journey's end, I lie in the heat of the night,
Feeling the heartache, wondering why,
I want a friend, I want a friend to lay down beside me,
I want a friend, I want her now, someone who knows what I mean,
When I say, that I need

Tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight,
Will you lay them on my shoulders,
Will you lay them on my eyes,
And I need tender hands to take me,
All the way to paradise, and then, when it's over,
I need tender hands to hold me through the night;

Touch me with your velvet mouth, I will give all the love that I have,
Under the moonlight, reaching your heart,
Where are you now, where are you now, come out of the shadows,
Where are you now, I want you now,
You know that I cannot always be strong, and I need

Tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight,
Will you lay them on my shoulders,
Will you lay them on my eyes, and I need,
Tender hands to take me all the way to paradise,
And then, when it's over, I need tender hands,
To hold me through the night;

I am only a voice in a city of noise, can you hear me this time,
I see the storm grow, there's a light in the desert tonight;

And I need tender hands, give me tender hands,
Will you lay them on my shoulders, oh give me,
Tender hands to take me all the way to paradise,
And then, when it's over, I have tender hands,
To hold you through the night, darling,
My tender hands will hold you through the night;

I want your tender hands, you have tender hands,
I want those tender hands, tender hands...

That's What Friends Are For
From Theme to the Children's UK TV Show Dawdle The Donkey    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

"I wake up in the morning and I see another new day
rain or shine, well I don't mind, I'll never be alone.
I've got my friends and in the end, as long as we're together,
It's all for one and one for all as everybody knows.

When you're walking in the park, and you're lost it's getting dark,
no-one seems to be around, we're here in your heart.

We're all together, that's what friends are for,
all together, to open every door,
and we go rit,dit,dit,dit da da, rit dit,dit,dit da,da,
just to put the sunshine in your eyes,
cos that's what friends are for.

Remember all the sunny days, and dancing in the moonlight,
going to bed just tired and happy when the day is done.
A picnics great in the summer time, we go down to the seaside,
and sharing means there'll always be, enough for everyone.

When you're swimming off the beach, and the shore is out of reach,
never fear there's someone there, to bring you safely back.

We're all together, that's what friends are for,
all together, to open every door,
and we go rit,dit,dit,dit da da, rit, dit dit, dit da,da
just to put the sunshine in your eyes,
cos that's what friends are for.
That's what friends are for,
That's what friends are for,
That's what friends are for.

Wheeeeee

That's what friends are for...

There's A New Star Up In Heaven Tonight
From The Lady In Red    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Shadows darken and the day is done ,
And I cannot believe,
that it's true and you are gone,
You were always here beside me,

You gave so much as the Queen of Hearts,
To those without love,
You were their voice when they could not speak,
A touch for the dying;

And as we say goodbye I can hardly see,
For the tears in my eyes,
You are shining like a million suns,
And there's a new star up in Heaven tonight;

I wonder if you ever knew how much you were loved,
And in the darkness of a lonely room,
Were you empty inside?

As you fade away it's like a light,
Has gone from the world,
But I am sure that there is a place,
Where it will burn on forever;

And as we say goodbye I can hardly see,
For the tears in my eyes,
You are shining like a million suns,
And there's a new star up in Heaven tonight,
And there's a new star up in Heaven tonight.

There's Room In This Heart Tonight
From Timing Is Everything    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

How many times can I look in your eyes,
And say I have nothing to give?
And how many more times must I wake in the night
With dreams of the way that you live?

Well I can hear you crying in silence,
I can see you, lost in the dark,
And I am near you, turn to me now,
There's room in this heart tonight;

So many people all over the world
Are living in pain and despair,
And so many reach out for the hand that can help,
Still calling to nobody there;

Well I can hear you, crying in silence,
I can see you lost in the dark,
And I am near you, turn to me now,
There's room in this heart tonight;

There is a part of everyone
That cannot see and cannot hear, because we don't want to know,
But somewhere there's a bigger heart
that's reaching out for all of us, a place to go;

There are so many in life who need a helping hand,
Somebody who can heal the pain;

Yes I can hear you, crying in silence,
I can see you, you're lost in the dark,
And I am near you, turn to me now,
There's room in this heart tonight,
There's room in this heart tonight,
There's room in this heart tonight.

This Is Love
From This Way Up    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

It's the way that you move, it's the way that you smile,
It's your skin on my skin, it's that look in your eye,
It's the promise of you in the heat of the night,
When you open your door, it's the way that you bring me inside;

I can honestly say I have never before,
Had a feeling so good in my heart,
I can honestly say that I know it for sure,
This is love, this is love, this is love,
And I'm in your world;

It's the rhythm of you with your hips on my hips,
It's the things that you do with your mouth and your lips,
The caress of your hair, and your sensual kiss,
It's the way that we share in the moment that goes on forever;

When we finally fall from this heaven I feel,
I am lost in the light of your heart,
Oh sweet angel, it's shining for you and for me,
This is love, this is love, this is love,
And I'm in your world;

Open your arms, open your arms,
And reach for the wonder in me,
Open your eyes, open your eyes and see;

This is love...

This Silent World
From This Way Up    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

This silent world, we're living in,
Nobody knows, nobody knows 'bout me and you,
In silent words, we talk together,
Nobody hears, nobody hears a word we say;

And I would give anything to be with you now,
Yes I would give anything to be with you now,
Yes I would give anything to be with you now;

In silent dreams, we sleep together,
Holding you tight, holding you tight till morning comes,
With silent eyes, we see each other,
I'm looking at you, I'm looking at you, you look at me;

And I would give anything to see you right now,
Yeah I would give anything to see you right now,
Yes I would give anything to see you right now;

Oh I don't care what the people say,
Our secret will not fall,
'Cos I know love is here to stay,
We've got to keep a wall, 'round a silent world,
Come over here darling, come over here and talk to me;

And I would give anything to hold you right now,
Yeah I would give anything to hold you right now,
Yes I would give anything to hold you right now,
Yes I would give anything to hold you right now;

This silent world - I would give anything,
This silent world - I would give anything;

This Song For You
From Spanish Train & Other Stories    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Hello darling, this is the army,
I've just got the time to write,
Today we attack, there's no turning back,
The boys they're all ready for the fight.

Yes, I'm well but this place is like hell,
They call it Passchendaele,
In nineteen seventeen the war must be ending,
The General said this attack will not fail;

So I'm writing down this simple little melody
When you play it my love, think for me...
We'll be together in this song for you,
And it goes La la la ... sing it darling ... La la la...

They got old Bill and the Sergeant is still out there
Wounded in some shellhole,
They say this war will end all wars,
Oh God I really hope it will,

Oh how's old England, are they still singing
Those songs that we loved to sing,
When all this is over, we'll go sailing in Dover,
Catching fish like we used to with a string,

Oh I miss you, I miss you, I miss you,
If they get me my love you will know...
We'll always be together in this song for you...

And it goes La la la ... I have to go now...
Take care of yourself my love.

This Waiting Heart
From Spark To A Flame    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

O Léon, O Léon, O Léon, Wellahiya,
O Léon, O Léon, O Léon, Wellahiya,

Out on the water I can hear them call,
I feel the rhythm inside of me,
This is the moment I've been waiting for,
When I'm hearing the drums in the night,
When I'm seeing the river of light, hey, hey;

Out on the water it's another world,
I feel the power inside of me,
The flame is here and now it has to burn,
You can live but you cannot survive,
And it's something you cannot deny,
To the waiting heart - this waiting heart,
To the waiting heart - this waiting heart;

Oh I'm holding on, I'm just holding on,
Holding on, Wellahiya,
Holding on, I'm just holding on,
Holding on, Wellahiya;

And maybe tonight - tonight I'll go -
I'll go down to the river where my love will be,
This time - this time I know -
She will lay down beside me, 'cos everything comes,
To the waiting heart - this waiting heart,
To the waiting heart - this waiting heart, hey, hey;

Out on the water I can hear them call,
I feel the rythm inside of me,
This is the moment I've been waiting for,
It is here, now I'm breaking away,
And it's fortune that favours the brave,
And the waiting heart, oh the waiting heart,
This waiting heart - oh the waiting heart,
This waiting heart - oh yeah the waiting heart,
This waiting heart - oh this waiting heart,
This waiting heart;

Mamana Mamana Mamana Mamana Mamana Mamana,
This waiting heart...
Holding on I'm just holding on...
Out on the water I can hear them calling...
This waiting heart.

This Weight On Me
From This Way UP    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Some are talking of revolution, they've got guns and they got cash,
But nobody knows, nobody gives a damn,
So they call in the television who are happy to oblige,
And this nothing story's on the news tonight;

I don't need this information, I don't need it anymore,
I don't need this weight on me,
I don't need this situation,
I have heard it all before,
I have heard it all before,
I don't need this weight on me, no, no, no, no;

He was good and he was famous and a hero to us all,
And his name was known and loved all over the world,
But the moment he's dead and buried,
They are digging up the dirt,
They've got newsmen looking through his life for mud;

I don't need this information, I don't need it anymore,
I don't need this weight on me,
I don't need this situation,
I have heard it all before,
I don't need this weight on me, no, no, no, no;

For once in my life, I'm gonna stand up for truth,
Justice and glory forever,
Had enough of the news, I've got media blues,
To faking and lying I'm gonna say goodbye,
I don't need you in my life;

I don't need, I don't need,
I don't need this weight on me,
I don't need, I don't need,
I don't need this weight on me,

I don't need this information, I don't need it anymore,
I don't need this weight on me,
I don't need this aggravation,
I have heard it all before,
I don't need this weight on me.

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

We play the game, we pay the price, with luck that comes and goes,
No matter what the Gods decide, we always spoil their show,
Just like when you are finally near the lover of your dreams,
And as you stand there waiting, she turns and walks away;

And you discover that timing is everything, you've got to get it right,
Timing is everything in life;

We break apart when world's collide, as everybody knows, we know it!
You hear she'll be somebody's bride, and just can't let her go,
So get down to the church, and let her see you once again,
Before you know it she's kissing you, and throws the ring away;

And then she whispers to you, timing is everything, you finally got it right,
Timing is everything in life, timing is everything in life;

Sooner or later all good things come to your heart, in life
It's a waiting game;

When you remember that timing is everything, you've got to get it right,
Timing is everything in life, timing is everything,
Timing is everything, timing is everything, timing is everything,
We play the game, we pay the price - timing is everything,
No matter what the Gods decide - timing is everything,
We break apart when worlds collide - timing is everything,
We play the game, we pay the price - timing is everything,
No matter what the Gods decide - timing is everything,
We break apart when worlds collide - timing is everything...

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

Tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,
    Give you everything that I've got,
    I don't want to lose you,
 

Tonight, you tell me that you want me to do,
    Everything you want to get through,
    I won't let you down;
 

But what's this talk of leaving, what's it all about?
We're sitting here this evening, trying to sort it out;
You say that I never listen, that I just don't seem to care,
What happens in your world, and I'm hardly ever there;

Well tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,
    Give you everything that I've got,
    I don't want to lose you,
 

No tonight, you tell me that you want me to do,
    Everything you want to get through,
    I'm in your hands tonight...
 

Oh darling tonight, I want to work it out,
    I want to get it right,

I try to listen but sometimes I seem to forget,
    How much I need you,

So tonight, show me what you want me to see,
    And I'll show you I still believe,

    In you and me, tonight;

Tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,

    Give you everything that I've got,
    I don't want to lose you, tonight...

Tourist Attraction
From Eastern Wind    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Down in the jungle, you can hear a rumble,
Way up the Himalayas, in a Mexican bodega,
Something is going on,
People are coming, running round the world,
There's no way to avoid them, they're everywhere,
You can see them on the streets of London town;
 

    They've found a tourist attraction,
    It's a bobby on the beat,
    Yes a tourist attraction,
    They're all looking at his feet,
    And the blue rinse ladies,
    Shooting cameras from the hip,
    Doing Europe in two days,
    "We've had a wonderful trip!"
    And he turns to the Palace,
    You can almost hear him say,
    "Your Majesty why don't you tell them,
    Please go away!"
    Tourist attraction, tourist attraction, tourist attraction;
 

Caribbean island, cool drink in my hand,
Nearest thing to Paradise, the native girls are very nice;
Something is going wrong,
People are coming, running down the beach,
Cameras at the ready, get out of reach,
Time to grab my things, I'm heading for the hills;
 

    They've found a tourist attraction,
    Yes my little hideaway,
    It's a tourist attraction, it will never be the same,
    There's a big bus driver taking money on the side,
    "Everybody stick together and please follow the guide,"
    And way over yonder, they hear somebody yell,
    "I came here for the peace and quiet, y'all go to hell!"
    Tourist attraction, tourist attraction, tourist attraction, tourist attraction...

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

A great lord came walking through the forest
One morning with a weapon in his hand;
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
But killing was his plan;
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;

Cursing his fortune,
He turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before him was a lovely young woman
With her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
He said "I must have her, she must be mine,
She will be mine..."

He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
But she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
"Oh please come with me,
What you wish will be found;"
She said, "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow,
And spare these creatures, leave them in peace,
You have no need..."

But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen
And all he saw was a woman
And all she was, was a dream...
Oh oh...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was,
Was a dream...

He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
To his castle he did ride;
In the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower
And he threw her deep inside;
Then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
Brought thunder and lightning, and rain falling down,
Tears on the ground...

All through the days on her face he would gaze,
For she was lovely as the spring;
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
And some sad lament she would sing,
Oh one day by the door, at the window he saw
A single white feather lying on the floor.
She was there no more...

Now that great lord is dying,
His cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
For many an hour he has wept on the tower
For she meant more than the world;
And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
He lifted his hands, he cried out in pain
"Come back again..."

But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand...
Ah ah ... all he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand.

Transmission Ends
From Man On The Line    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Looking out on a windy sky,
Watching seabirds as they fly,
On a summer day, on a summer day;

And now the sun is here to stay,
The winter seems so far away,
In the summertime, in the summertime;

Sitting here with my love tonight,
News is breaking from the south,
On the radio, on the radio;

Brother lead and sister steel,
Are playing out their final scene,
On the radio, on the radio;

And when you lie beside me soft and quiet in the night,
I often listen to the rhythm of your heartbeat giving life,
You are so precious to me darling, it will always be that way,
Until the final act is over,
Until every man has spoken,
Until every battle's done,
Until the day,
Transmission ends, transmission ends;

Waiting up for a show tonight,
Coming in via satellite,
From America, from America;

Whispers from some far-off place,
Are drifting into outer space,
From America, from America;

And when I see a shooting star go flashing in the night,
I often wonder if some other beings also see the light,
And are they picking up our signals,
As they spin of into space,
Until the final act is over,
Until every man has spoken,
Until every summer's gone,
Until every battle's done,
Until the day,
Transmission ends, transmission ends;

Oh don't let it happen, don't let it happen, no, no,
Darling, I'm always going to love you,
Yes I'm always going to love you,
Darling, I'm always going to love you,
Until the final day,
Until the final hour,
I'm always going to be with you,
Yes I'm always going to be with you,
My love always going to be with you,
Until the day comes down,
The man is on the radio,

"This is station planet Earth, we're closing down,
Transmission ends,
Station planet Earth is closing down,
Transmission ends, transmission ends."

The Traveller
From Eastern Wind    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

In from the coast, riding like the wind and racing the moon,
Shadows on the road, dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool.
A horseman is coming, death in his heart, for a rendezvous,
And where the traveller goes, nobody knows,
Where the traveller goes, nobody knows.;

A candle in the night, fear on every face when he goes inside,
"Maybe he's on the run,"
Get back from the bar, a stranger in town is a dangerous sight,
"Maybe he's got a gun,"
"Bring a bottle of whisky landlord, I want to talk for a while,"
And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,
Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,
There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
You can almost smell his revenge,
And whoever he is after, it will be disaster,
This man is gonna take him to the very end;
Well the landlord he trembled, staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before,
"You laid him in the ground,"
Suddenly remembered a killing, yes a murder many years before,
"'T was you that shot him down,"
He said to a boy, "Saddle me the black, I'll meet you down below,
With this man I must talk, with this traveller I'll go,
With this man I must talk, yes with him I must go,
There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
I can almost smell his revenge,
And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster,
This man is gonna take me to the very end,"
And they were never seen again...

Turning Round
From Far Beyond These Castle Walls    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh

Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying,
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying,
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground...

Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying,
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing,
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found.

Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying,
I thought I'd always dream of dying,
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground.

Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying,
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying,
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round.

Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing,
I thought I'd always be there crying,
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around.

And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying,
I thought I could stop myself from lying,
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round.

Oh flying, oh oh, lying, oh oh, crying, oh oh, sighing, oh oh,
Trying, oh oh and dying, oh oh,
For dying it that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground, Yes it is...

Two Sides To Every Story
From Two Sides To every Story    Written by Chris de Burgh    By Chris de Burgh duet with Shelley Nelson

(Chris)
I really love it when you say to me
that I'm the one who makes you strong.
When we're together we are so complete,
you say here's where you belong.

But when you dance,
oh how you dance tonight,
with every man in sight,
seduction pouring from your eyes...

(both)
Two sides to every story,
we're standing world's apart,
how can you say you love me,
when you keep playing with my heart?

(Shelley)
I really love it when you hold me tight
and you tell me that I'm the best!
The way you touch me, and the way you kiss,
and the thrill of your caress.

But when you smile,
you smile at every girl
like you're the greatest lover in the world,
you should keep your feelings to yourself !

(both)
Two sides to every story,
we're standing worlds apart,
How can you say you love me
when you keep playing with my heart?

(Chris)
You dance with any man.
(Shelley)
What about you, going like a hurricane!
(Chris)
That's not true! There's nothing to explain.
(Shelley)
Well there you go again!
(both)
You're always trying to get the last word!

(both)
Two sides to every story,
we're standing worlds apart,
How can you say you love me
when you keep playing with my heart?

(Chris)
Maybe I flirt a little too much.
(Shelley)
And I just love to dance!
(Chris)
Let me say it loud and clear:
I want you!
(Shelley)
I want you too!