The Walker Roaders - The Story Lyrics

WELL THE FIRST WAS for THE SPRING TIME
YOUR FACE AND YOUR KISS
THE next is for the summer
And FOR all THE GIFTS I MISSED
And THE third was FOR THE AUTUMN
When you let go of my hand
The last was for the winter
AND THE WIND ACROSS THE SAND
Hush now SWEETHEART Don't you cry
It's just the wind up on the moor
HUSH NOW SWEETHEART it's just the SIGH
OF the WAVES THAT ROLL up on the shore
Though Your house IS STANDING EMPTY
HOME NOW ONLY TO THE WIND
Come tell me a story
Make it one that has an END
Come tell me a story
Make it one that has an END
TRUE BEAUTY I HAD NOT WITNESSED
TILL I SAW YOU there THAT NIGHT
I GAZED IN STUPEFACTION
AS YOU DREW YOUR fair HAIR TIGHT
AND EVERYTHING went quiet
THE MOON HUNG IN THE TREES
PAIN IN AIX-LES-BAINS
IN SAINT-DENIS I RAISED MY KNEES
Hush now SWEETHEART Don't you cry
It's just the wind up on the moor
HUSH NOW SWEETHEART it's just the SIGH
OF the WAVES THAT ROLL up on the shore
Though Your house IS STANDING EMPTY
HOME NOW ONLY TO THE WIND
Come tell me a story
Make it one that has an END
HEAVEN IS HIGHER THAN a TREE
HELL IS DEEPER DEEPER THAN THE SEA
Hush now SWEETHEART Don't you cry
It's just the wind up on the moor
HUSH NOW SWEETHEART it's just the SIGH
OF the WAVES THAT ROLL up on the shore
THE FIRST TIME THAT I SAW YOU
You were coming at me at full bore
THE LAST TIME THAT I SAW YOU
YOU WERE WALKING DOWN THE CORRIDOR
Though Your house IS STANDING EMPTY
HOME NOW ONLY TO THE WIND
Come tell me a story
Make it one that has an END
Come tell me a story
Make it one that has an END
You were telling me a story
All at once it reached the end