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| Pete Atkin sings
Song For Rita by Clive James and Pete Atkin, [Much more at www.peteatkin.com] |
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The way my arms around you touch the centre of my being As I step inside the marshland of your mind Makes me weak inside my senses like a dog hit by a diesel And more alone than Milton goin' blind And I know I need to lose you if I ever want to find you 'Cause the poet's way is finished from the start And I feel a palpitation kinda flutter in my forehead As I think the problem over in my heart Yes I guess I'll always never know the question to your answer If I can't be doin' wrong by feelin' right But I'm really lookin' forward to how you'll be lookin' backward When I'm walkin' with you sideways through the night I can keep this kind of writin' goin' more or less forever But I can't undo destruction when it's gone I can only think of you and what you cost me in hotel bills As I settle down to dream of movin' on If I've never longed to love you less than now you'll know the reason Is because my whole desire is to sing And everything I'm sayin' is the mirror of your beauty As it hovers like a vulture on the wing Yes I guess I'll always never know the question to your answer If I can't be doin' wrong by feelin' right But I'm really lookin' forward to how you'll be lookin' backward When I'm walkin' with you sideways through the night | |||||
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