The sounds in my mind just come to me Come see, come see And the call of her eyes makes waterfalls Of me, of me In the garden of her love I’ll...
Category - Moody Blues
Mystery spread it’s cloak Across the sky We’d lost our way Shadows fell from trees They knew why Then through the leaves a light broke...
Bluebird, flying high Tell me what you sing If you could talk to me What news would you bring Of voices in the sky Nightingale, hovering high...
Timothy Leary’s dead. No, no, no, no, He’s outside looking in. Timothy Leary’s dead. No, no, no, no, He’s outside looking in...
Tuesday afternoon I’m just beginning to see, now I’m on my way It doesn’t matter to me, chasing the clouds away Something, calls to...
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I’ve written Never meaning to send Beauty I’d always missed With these eyes before...
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