[ Featuring Tony Ryce-Kelly ]
Stoney grey soil
Lay deep in the heart of the Lover's bride
Sometimes it gets to the point
Where he don't even know if she's breathing inside
(Don't let yourself love) Or your heart will be wrung maybe broken
(Don't let yourself go) Or you might get drowned in emotion
Love cries out on the street
Love shouts out to be heart I said
Love cries, tries and dies
For the want of loving You
Cll the preachers all of the creeds
Cll the consequence of our greed, I said
Love cries, tries and dies
For the want of loving you
Stoney cold boy,
He sought and he found a perfection
Not a freedom or joy
But a safety of his own invention
(Don't let yourself love) Safe in the coffin of selfishness
(Don't let yourself go) cnd you'll never need the correction
Love cries out on the street
Love shouts out to be heart I said
Love cries, tries and dies
For the want of loving You
Cll the preachers all of the creeds
Cll the consequence of our greed, I said
Love cries, tries and dies
For the want of loving you
God please help me love, don't let me stay here in this valley of death
Keep my heart on the road, help me take in the view smell the roses a bit
Love cries out on the street...
©Johnston, Kelly Emmausongs/IMRO 1997
