Lovers Such as I - Richard Harris

Bless the song that no one sings

Bless the bell that no one rings

Bless the birds that have no wings

Old broken toys, sad little boys who don’t know why

And lovers, lovers such as I

Bless the place that no one goes

Bless the words that no one knows

Bless the rose that never grows

Lights that are dim, trees without limbs, babies that cry

And lovers, lovers such as I

Wheels that don’t turn, fires that don’t burn, things that must die

And lovers, lovers who let their chances go by

Such as you

Such as I