When darkness comesAnd shawdows fill the nightWe steand at armsAnd ready

Through these eyes I have seen the worldLived my dreams in

I feel so bad, I've got a worried mindI'm so lonesome

It was on the trail of richesWe set off upon that

I hear the drums echoing tonightBut she hears only whispers of

The Mirror Of the Soul Part IBrother, there's a man at

Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will

Snow is falling, snow is falling on the groundIn the forest,

I want it..... Now...Four in the morning and I just can't

I've got every reason to be highI've got a place in

Oh, there is a place where the wild men goWhen it's

I've got leather on my shoesAnd i've got a dream to

The cafe's are all desertedThe streets are wet againThere's nothing quite

Ship to shoreDo you read me anymore?This line is bad, I'm

Sitting by the window of this broken-down hotelTrying to write a

Can you hear me, are you listening, has your programme disappeared?I

When the angry sky, opens up its mouthAnd lays down a

The cold north wind they call " la bise "Is swirling

I feel the wind blowing through my doorwayIt's telling me that

1: Chris De Burgh, with are those who think