
Date of issue: 11.04.2012
Song language: English
David Livingstone |
You be a mystery and I will uncover the truth |
You be the chorus and I’ll be the verse to go through |
You be the dynamite blasting away at the walls we take apart |
You be Dave Livingstone and I’ll be his African heart |
You be my walker and stay with me as I grow frail |
You be the wind and direct me when I lose sail |
You be the resonance pulsing through every nerve that fails my knees |
And you be John Lennon and I’ll be the world that he see’s |
Sweet midsummer nights with you in my life |
With you in my life |
You be a flask and I’ll be the comfort you hold |
You can be stranded and I’ll bring you in from the cold |
You be the ambulance racing me back down that old familiar road |
You be Theresa and I’ll be your hands to the poor |
Sweet midsummer nights with you in my life |
With you in my life |
You be a train track and I’ll never leave you for long |
You be new land and I’ll plot my home in your arms |
You be the coffee that brings me to life in the early winter blue |
You be my lady and I’ll be your man through and through |
You be my lady and I’ll be your man through and through |