IF
If I were a swan, I'd be gone
If I were a train, I'd be late
And if I were a good man,
I'd talk with you more often than I do
If I were to sleep, I could dream
If I were afraid, I could hide
If I go insane, please don't put
Your wires in my brain
If I were the moon, I'd be cool
If I were a book, I would bend
If I were a good man, I'd understand
The spaces between friends
If I were alone, I would cry
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry
And if I go insane,
Will you still let me join in the game?
If I were a swan, I'd be gone
If I were a train, I'd be late again
If I were a good man,
I'd talk with you more often than I do
SUMMER `68
Would you like to say something before you leave
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel
We said goodbye before we said hello
I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all
We met just six hours ago, the music was too loud
>From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year
And I would like to know
How do you feel, how do you feel, how do you feel?
Not a single word was said, delights still without fears
Occasinally you showed a smile but what was the need
I felt the cold far too soon - the wind of `95
My friends are lying in the sun, I wish that I was there
Tomorrow brings another town and another girl like you
Have you time before you leave to greet another man
Just you let me know
How do you feel, how do you feel, how do you feel?
Goodbye to you ___________________________________
I've had enough for one day
FAT OLD SUN
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Summer's thunder time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells, new mown grass
Smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
