Lyrics An Hour Before the Light - The Clientele

An Hour Before the Light

And when I see your sunlit eyes
It turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light
Unreal and alone
Summer’s waxing in the air, the meadows stretch and onwards to St. James' Square
Oh, my mind’s astray
I dream of you each fevered night, the stars are cold and singing in an August
sky
That breaks into the day
Are you really in the lonely evening light
That falls in shadows to the ground?
And when I wake enchanted and alone
I don’t know where to turn my eyes
Summer’s waxing in the air, the meadows stretch and onwards to St. James' Square
Oh, my mind’s astray
An afternoon on Saturday before the stars can shine upon the streets of grey
And you and I go home
And when I see your sunlit eyes
It turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light
Unreal and alone