Looking Through Your Eyes (Quest For Camelot)
There's a silver trail of moonlight leading upward to the sky
And the night is like a velvet lullaby
There's a heaven of blue
And we'll go there, just you and I
Let's build a stairway to the stars
And climb that stairway to the stars
With love beside us to fill the night with a song
We'll hear the sound of violins
Out yonder where the blue begins
The moon will guide us as we go drifting along
Warehouse
So I'm leaving...
This Warehouse frightens me.
Has me tied up in knots,
Can't Rest For A Moment.
Soon I'm Going...
I'm slipping slow away
Hoping to find something better than
I've got inside here
And the Warehouse slips away...
Hey reckless mind
Don't throw away your playful beggining
You and I will fumble around in the touches
And be sure to...
Leave all the lights on
So we can see the black cat changing colors
And we can walk under ladders
And swim as the tide turns you around and around
Hey we have found
Becoming one in a million
Slip into the crowd
This question I found in the gap in the sidewalk
Keep all your sights on
The black cat changing colors
We can walk under ladders
And swim as the tide choose to turn you
And here I sit
Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistic bit
And soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away
This I admit
Taste so good, hard to believe an end to it
Smell touch feel
How could this rhythm ever quit
Bags packed on a plane
Hopefully to heaven
Shut up I'm thinking
I had a clue now it's gone forever
Sitting over these bones
You can read in whatever you're needing to
Keep all your sights on
The big bad black cat that's
Changing colors
It's not the colors that matter
But that they'll all fade away
This I admit
Seems so full
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
Walls and halls have disappeared, they've disappeared
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
In a corner was wondering...
If a change could be better than this
And then I worry
Maybe things won't be better than they have been here
Here in the warehouse
At the Warehouse
How I love to stay here
At the Warehouse
Every man and woman get alive
That's our blood down there
Seems poured from the hands of angels
But trickle into the ground
Leaves the Warehouse bare and empty
My heart's numbered beat
Still echo in this empty room
Fear wells in me
But nothing seems enough to defend
So I am going away...