I’ve had a lot of songs in my head for a long time. I know that there are flowers that are waiting Never let your life be melting, don’t regret the time that’s passing Soon the winter spell is breaking, all the world is melting, makingīefore I never saw what happened in a thaw was sadness You need a place to sit and warm your feet. Wrap the scarf around your shoulders, another year, the wind seems colder. Makes us look again at what we think we know, what’s that show? Just before the roads are salted why do we get so excited?Įverybody knows what’s underneath the snowīut it still looks kind of magic when it comes
#WATER AND JOE GIFTED LYRICS MOVIE#
Over night we’ve moved into a black and white movie Romanticised beyond all reason, everyone’s home ‘coz the roads are freezing That's the day I'll know you're not the one for meīut it's never going to happen, thank the lordĬome on put your winter coat on, the world is like a cloud to float on The day I see the moon come down to live in old Paris If someone stole Niagra and put it in Berlin The travelling songman, he’s seen the worldĪnd he’s seen each and every one of us in the songs we’ve heard.Įvery contradiction would have to be true He didn’t stay long and he won’t come this way again. The travelling song man, he was on that train He'd like to settle down, but music is his home… What’s he trying to find? Or why’s he running away? Single ticket, all alone I just move on to my next destination… (CHORUS) I know that he’s in pain, though he won’t let you see His son has read his stories like they’re letters from a ghost He left a girl at yesterday, he loved one on the coast He didn’t stay long and he won’t come this way again The travelling songman, he’s seen the world, and he’s seen each and every one of us in the songs we’ve heard The travelling songman, he was on that train He won’t trouble you for conversation, he just moves That seemed so realistic sung at station platform signs He sings his life in melodies and poorly scripted lines Precious seconds stopping are the only ones he’s got He writes the words at traffic lights, on roads that tunes forgot