financeguy
ONE love, blood, life
by the banks of the Thames
where the cold grey waters ripple in the misty morning light
held a match to your cigarette watch the smoke curl
in the mist
your eyes blue as the ocean between us
smiling
I awoke so cold and lonely
in a far away place
sun felt cold
upon my face
cracks in the ceiling
spelt hell
turned to the wall
tried to sleep pull the sheets around my head
tried to sleep
dream my way back to you
again
back in my hotel room
with John Coletrane and a love supreme
With John and Yoko singing love and peace and love and peace
Now our song is nearly over we may never find out what it means
Still there's a lot I hold before me you're the measure of my dreams the measure of my dreams
(with apologies to Hewson, McGowan etc)
where the cold grey waters ripple in the misty morning light
held a match to your cigarette watch the smoke curl
in the mist
your eyes blue as the ocean between us
smiling
I awoke so cold and lonely
in a far away place
sun felt cold
upon my face
cracks in the ceiling
spelt hell
turned to the wall
tried to sleep pull the sheets around my head
tried to sleep
dream my way back to you
again
back in my hotel room
with John Coletrane and a love supreme
With John and Yoko singing love and peace and love and peace
Now our song is nearly over we may never find out what it means
Still there's a lot I hold before me you're the measure of my dreams the measure of my dreams
(with apologies to Hewson, McGowan etc)