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If he loved you / Like I love you / I would walk away in shame / I’d move town

How many of you people out there / Been hurt in some kind of love affair? / And how many times did you swear / That you’d never love again?

Let your soul be your pilot / Let your soul guide you / He’ll guide you well / When the doctors failed to heal you

In the empire of the sensesYou’re the queen of all you surveyAll the cities all the nationsEverything that falls your wayThere is a deeper world than thisThat you don’t understandThere is a deeper world than thisTugging at your handEvery ripple on the oceanEvery leaf on every treeEvery sand dune in the desertEvery power we never seeThere is a deeper wave than thisSwelling in the worldThere is a deeper wave than thisListen to me girlFeel it rising in the citiesFeel it sweeping over landOver borders, over frontiersNothing will its power understandThere is a deeper wave than thisRising in the worldThere is no deeper wave than thisListen to me girlAll the bloodshed all the angerAll the weapons all the greedAll the armies all the missilesAll the symbols of our fearThere is a deeper wave than thisRising in the worldThere is a deeper wave than thisListen to me girlAt the still point of destructionAt the centre of the furyAll the angels all the devilsAll around us can’t you seeThere is a deeper wave than thisRising in the landThere is a deeper wave than thisNothing will understandI say love is the seventh waveI say love is the seventh wave

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one / Drying in the colour of the evening Sun / Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away / Something in our hearts will always stay

When it’s love you give / I’ll be a man of good faith / Then in love you live / I’ll make a stand, I won’t break

Round,Like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginningOn an ever-spinning reelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnival balloonLike a carousel that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on its faceAnd the world is like an appleSpinning silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindLike a tunnel that you followTo a tunnel of its ownDown a hollow to a cavernWhere the sun has never shoneLike a door that keeps revolvingIn a half-forgotten dreamLike the ripples from a pebbleSomeone tosses in a streamLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on its faceAnd the world is like an appleSpinning silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindKeys that jingle in your pocketWords that jangle in your headWhy did summer go so quickly?Was it something that I said?Lovers walk along a shoreAnd leave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drummingJust the fingers of your hand?Pictures hanging in a hallwayOr the fragment of a songHalf-remembered names and facesbut to whom do they belong?When you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the colour of her hair?Like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginningOn an ever-spinning reelAs the images unwindLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mind

Ley leye ley leyee oh oh wow wow.. / Hai beeno belep beeno / Venenha vesanowa ah dola dola dolati / Venenha vesanowa ah dola dola dolati

Jumped out of bed this morning / With a smile upon my face / It’s still there while I shave my chin / But the reason’s hard for me to trace

Roxanne / You don’t have to put on the red light / Those days are over / You don’t have to sell your body to the night