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at times i'm saddled by this nagging doubt and the light so dim
through this confusion my heart goes travelling on a whim
it's a cold and rainy day but it feels so right to be out on a limb
it's where i go when my hope's unravelling on a whim on a whim
and i find myself in the middle of something
when i thought i was going nowhere fast this is how it all begins
must be the place where my faith comes in on a whim on a whim
at times i'm saddled by this nagging doubt though the odds are so slim
i take my chances my heart goes travelling on a whim on a whim on a whim
i can't expect my mind to understand something i see in him
i can't explain why my heart goes following on a whim
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almost always is a state i'm living in
where everything begins at once and no one ever wins
we don't see how it started and we have to leave before it ends
almost always we have to start again
almost always there's a snag on the way
there's a catch to every good time in the fine print of the day
and if there's a silver lining somewhere in all of this
almost always we find it out too late
more than likely they'll be trouble over yonder
it's just a fact of life
more than likely your thoughts are going to wander
from the song to a daydream and back to life
almost always there's a reason to believe
as i awake to find a little angel is tugging at my sleeve
all over the breakfast and the coffee no perspective i can see
almost always love is everything you need
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my old desk doesn't arabesque in the mornings when i first arrive
it's a pleasure to see it's waiting there for me to keep my hopes alive
such a comfort to know it's got no place to go it's always there
it's the one thing i've got a huge success my good old desk
my old desk never needs a rest and i've never once heard it cry
i've never seen it tease it's always there to please me from nine to five
such a comfort to know it's dependable and slow but it's always there
it's the one friend i've got a giant of all times my good old desk
my old desk isn't picturesque but it's happy as a desk can be
we never say a word but it's perfectly all right with me
for when my heart's on the floor i just open the drawer of my favourite guest
and what do i see? but a picture of me working at my good old desk
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you were there when i was down
there when my hope was born
you never asked a thing in return
you were there
you were there before the calm
there in the book of psalms
from within your glory shone
you were there
and what kind of man would i be if i let this chance go by?
to say what you mean to me well really how could i?
you were there just like the sun
there when i was young
you're the first song i ever sung
you were there
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spent the whole night crying now the sun appears to be frayed
through dark lenses your eyes are shining tears behind the shades
couldn't start it this morning and still our bed is unmade
through long silences short comings tears behind the shades
maybe it's time we took a walk outside
to clear my your eyes a while at least until your eyes are dry
though the sun ain't trying to shed any light down our way
now's no time for you to be hiding tears behind the shades
maybe it's time we took a walk inside
to search your eyes a while at least until we know we tried
though the sun ain't trying but it's been cloudy all day
through dark lenses your eyes are shining tears behind the shades
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i'd like to think i'm moving forward towards a house that's built to last
though to you it seems i'm wandering blind chewing on this blade of grass
and when the wolf is at my door i'd like to think i'm in good hands
to all appearances i'm out of my mind maybe i'm green as this blade of grass
we ask ourselves these questions where no answers can be found
and if i'm moving in the wrong direction well i'll just turn around
i'd like to think i'm moving forward towards a song that's built to last
maybe i'll never see the bottom line maybe it's all in this blade of grass
though to you it seems i'm wandering blind chewing on this blade of grass
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we don't know why we're here
we don't know what it all means
though the stars look down as if to say
we're too late we've missed the start of the show
we don't know what's happening
in this world where timing's everything
we're too late my darling
after the parade has been and gone
when the party ends that's when we show up
just in time to see where we keep going wrong
aiming but always missing us
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i can't understand this sadness here
sorrow's rolling in from where's unclear
but i know there's a reason for all these blues
so i'm off to find the words we never use
yes i know you've been hurt by words i've said
but more by the times i turned my head
for the willow of your smile is showing through
you're aching for the words we never use
how long must we bury all we feel?
yes and turn in the face of what is real
well now love has made an offer we can't refuse
so let's try for the words we never use
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The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot the whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
Her mother feels so shocked, father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet sixteen, ain't that peachy keen
Now it ain't so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reasons do you need, oh oh oh oh?
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot the whole day down
Down, down, shoot it all down
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles and the captain tackles
With the problems and the hows and whys
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die, oh oh oh?
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like
I don't like
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like
I don't like
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why)
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot the whole day down
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i dreamed of a smile long before it ever shone my way
i dreamed of it night and day like a sun that never set
over straight and crooked miles falling out of favour or embraced
wondering where was love? it hadn't happened yet
baby i missed you before we ever met
when things were looking down my heart would always find the words to say
any time i'd lose my way in times when i'd forget
that love was all around it fought for my attention every day
things went on this way for a thousand years i guess
baby i missed you before we ever met
had i been listening i would have heard that little voice inside me say
there's something missing instead i chose to let it pass me by chose to look the other way
i believed in love in every word they said
and i dreamed of a smile long before it ever shone my way
i dreamed of it night and day so how could i forget?
baby i missed you before we ever met
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a kiss for luck that's enough to keep me holding on
for push will always come to shove it's the darkness before the dawn
and when the sun's a heavy heart sinking behind me
she's sending out bushels of love and kisses for luck
well i believe her love can make me strong it's a weakness i suppose
for it seems that i'm always scrolling down to count all the x and o's
and like a sight for heavy eyes this email reminds me
she's thinking of me with all her love and kisses for luck kisses for luck
and when the sun's a heavy heart sinking behind me
she's sending out sending out bushels of love and kisses for luck
kisses for luck that's enough to keep me holding on
for push will always come to shove it's the darkness before the dawn
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they can only take so much they can only go so far
there are places they will never touch they can't tell us who we are
elevator bell rings
another angel gets her wings
all the cherished things
i see in you today
they can tear the pages out they can set the book on fire
they don't know what it's about we all know the truth is higher
keep your secrets to yourself love would never make us tell
it would never make us play that game never make us feel ashamed
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our last embrace time cannot erase not a day goes by
i wonder if you know still every time
i close my eyes you cross my mind
we deal with the same faces and the names of our tangled lives
no matter how far from home the road unwinds
i close my eyes you cross my mind
i close my eyes and just like wine
the night is poured above you till it overflows
if i was born to love you this i'll never know
for here love strays in mysterious ways as on this night
i wonder if she feels as broken as i
i cross my heart and just like wine
the night is poured above you till it overflows
if i was born to love you this i'll never know
our last embrace time cannot erase forever entwined
i wonder if you know still every time
i close my eyes you cross my mind
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I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day
Even though the bills are piling
Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling
But if we only open our eyes
We'd see the blessings in disguise
That all the rain clouds are fountains
Though our troubles seem like mountains
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start
Every now and then life says:
Where do you think you're going so fast?
We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes
It's a case of cruel to be kind
And if we get up off our knees
Why then we'd see the forest for the trees
and we'd see the new sun rising
Over the hills and horizon
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose faith
Give the world a chance to say:
A word or two, my friend
There's no telling how the day might end
We'll never know until we see
That there's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
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fill my cup to the brim build myself up from scratch again
still have wounds to bind i know they'll heal in time
and when tears fill my eyes and all my fears cloud the clear blue skies
there's a light that shines when the night comes clouding my mind
still find the space to bleed
still find the strength to believe
in my darkest hour
someway somehow
someway somehow
when every sign that we see along the road says no vacancy
we'll find room somewhere and though it seems unfair
there's a reason at hand for every trial we don't understand
to be revealed in time when these doubts stop clouding my mind
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