Mystery Of Love - David Gray

The city gates at twilight

And a red ship

Sinking

Behind winter’s grey wall

Ice in the wind

But a Fire in the embers

Of my heart

As darkness falls

In a Candlelit room

Where your eyes are laughing

Smoking in the red

Chair

And nothing in the world

'cept the beating of my Heart

Against the nerves of the air

And I know there’s a Light

At the end of the tunnel

'cause I taste it on your

Lips

And I feel a weight

That can bend me double

You lift

It with your fingertips

So often it happens

That words prove

Useless

In the face of how it feels

So it is as the mystery of Love

Keeps growing

The more my heart

Reveals

Temptations endless whispers

Try to keep it in Perspective

So much to distract

Walking on a wire

While

Your juggling desire

It’s all part of your balancing act

And

It gets hard to know

Just what you believe

As the argument

Rages on But for all of the talk

It’s only true to say

That

If you have no hope

There is none

A tangle of Tongues

Flesh flowers and thistles

Of conscience, spittle and

Skin

We can’t change the past

So we’ll raise this cup to our

Lips

And drink it all in And meantime back in Civilisation

The rain is cold as steel

But the mystery of Love

It just keep growing

The more my heart reveals