Caroline Lavelle

Desire brings on madness
And that madness is directed at you
The touch of you unwinds me
And entwines me in a vision of you
I'm drowning in sweet desire

The scent of you attracts me
And entraps me an invisible snare
The thought of your lips on my skin
Bringing you back again
Loving you, the feeling
Loving you, I'm reeling

The darkness doesn't calm me
It alarms me
In the night with no sleep
The daylight brings no healing
Just the feeling
That you've cut in too deep
I'm drowning in sweet desire

Alone now you are with me
I could give you
Everything that you need
Mine is the bread that you break
Mine is the wine that you taste
Loving you, the feeling
Loving you, I'm reeling

Loving you, I never knew
Loving you would leave me blue...

tonight I shall sleep with the ghost of Picasso
and I'll draw the arms of the city close around us
'that one he died' I'll tell him, and he'll say
'so did I it's no big thing'
and he'll paint a blue halo round my head
and then he'll slip cool and calm beside me in my bed
and he'll say, come on, come on

tonight I shall sleep with the knowledge and freedom
that the one who comes will be wanting only me
and when he does, that river, will flow across the moon
a silent stream
and he'll tell me that he loves me just the same
and that he's dreamt about me dancing in the falling rain
and he'll say, he'll say come on, come on

The whole world holds its breath
at the place where your fingertips touch my hair
and my heart turns over the first time
i dare hold your eyes with mine:
forget the few, be one, just once tonight.

you speak with no words
a depth of intensity I've never heard
and because i know that it can't last
i cherish this time with you
forget the few, be one, just once tonight.

Where lagan streams sing lullabies
Through clouds of lilies fair
The half-light gleam is in his eyes
The night is on his hair
Like a love-sick lenashee
He has my heart to call
No life have I
No liberty
For his love is lord of all

And often when the late birdsong
Has lulled all the world to sleep
I will steal into my lover's arms
Our secrets there to keep
And on the cricket's singing stone
He'll make a drywood fire
And tell me then, sweet undertones
The song of my heart's desire

I have waited long for you to come back home
to hear you call my name again
in my heart's deep soul you've not changed at all
and the years have passed you by
your sweet lips that lingered on my skin
i can feel their heat again
and your eyes that thrilled with passion's fire
they watch my every whim

some say my love, sweet love was lost
while crossing the raging main
or perhaps he has gone with some other girl
I might never see his face again
but if my irish love is lost he's the one I do adore
and for seven long years i'll wait for him
on the banks of the moorlough shore

he said farewell to castles grand
farewell to the foggy hills
where the linen waves like bleaching silk
and the falling stream runs still
near there we spent our joyful days but alas they are all gone
for cruelty has banished him
far away from the moorlough shore

I'll be your sheherazade
Tell it new each night
I'll be your sheherazade
Keep my life each night
Like the air
Like the sea
Like the earth
More than life

Let the rain come down on me
I will turn it into pearls
And wind them on your arms
Like the air
Like the sea
Like the earth
More than life

In the silence of the night
I will feel you call my name
And shriven by the flame
You will rise again
Like the air
Like the sea
Like the earth
More than life

sleep now, your blood moving in the quiet wind
no longer afraid for the others
hurrying through the tall grass
or the faces laughing on the beach, sleep now
you do not hear the dry wind pray
or the children play a game called soldiers

sleep now, alone in the sleeves of grief
listening to clothes falling
and your flesh touching god
to the chatter and backslapping of christ meeting the heroes of war
sleep now, you do not hear the dry wind pray
or the children play a game called soldiers

sleep now, your words have passed the lights shining from the east
and the sound of flak raping graves and emptying the seasons
sleep now, sleep now
you do not hear the dry wind pray
or the children play a game called soldiers

Tomorrow night I will go down to the island
And look for footprints of yours in the foam
I can wait til the sea gives up her lovers
'til I find you asleep on a stone

I'll wait
Where are you?
I'll wait
I'll find you

Now the summer is over
Light is dying
Earth is giving up life with a sigh
Then the grass was so green where we were lying
Cracking underfoot now, tinder dry

I'll wait
Where are you?

I see the first ones lately much more clearly
Spilling blood along the turning ground
Diving in your eyes

Will you feel the softly spoken lies?
Will you find what lives behind my eyes?

When the ground drives like sand
And you're losing it from both hands
When you're flowering is denied
You're waiting for rain, waiting for rain

When your staging has had its day
Just indulging in shadow play
And your players need time to grow
You're waiting for rain, waiting for rain

When the sun finds your hiding place
And the heat of it smacks your face
When you're losing your weather eye
You're waiting for rain, waiting for rain

If your surroundings are watertight
Got too blase to excite
It's no real use to be waiting for rain

Don't argue amongst yourselves
Because of the loss of me
I'm sitting amongst yourselves
Don't think you can't see me
Don't argue amongst yourselves
Because of the loss of me
I haven't gone anywhere
But out of my body

Reach out and you'll touch me
Make effort to speak to me
Call out and you'll hear me
Be happy for me

Don't argue amongst yourselves
Because of the loss of me
I haven't gone anywhere
But out of my body

Reach out and you'll touch me
Make effort to speak to me
Call out and you'll hear me
Be happy for me

Reach out and you'll touch me
Make effort to speak to me
Call out and you'll hear me
Be happy for me