I have seen the ghost of old King RichardWalking through the

These are the hands that build cathedralsThese are the hands that

Waking up to yet another grey dayAnd I sayNothing ever seems

Freedom callsAnd in your heart you have been waitingFor this moment

Alas poor john he was a prisonerFortune's fool for many a

Blackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these broken wings and

Breaking bread and drinking wine, talking deep into the nightJust dreaming

can see you now by the light of the

I never knew love could be a silence in the heartA

This silent world, we're living inNobody knows, nobody knows 'bout me

Shine on, brighter than the sunLive for every moment, before the

Talk to me, I need a little adviceI've got you on

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

When I touch you I can feel you shiveringI can feel

We took a boat over Lake GenevaIt was raining all night

When I wake up in the morning, she is thereWith her

Day by day they drink and dreamOld men staring out to

Well, it's after midnight and the stars are shining brightAnd a

A new moon is laughing up there in the sky, butMy

Here lies poor John, John from AberdeenHe gave his life for