Music by Edgar ArensLyrics by Johnny Blue Star Copyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star VERSE 1 The gift this season always brings That secret smile behind your tears, That joy which from some fountain springs From some amazing place within – Your soul so endless and profound Can never hide or be disguised […]
Music by Edgar ArensLyrics by Johnny Blue Star Copyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star REFRAIN 1 The moon hangs low in the sky. I’m back again on this path. I scatter petals along- Down moonlight’s silver bath. CHORUS 1 Can’t believe that I’m here. Swore it would finally end. My heart’s ready for […]
Music by Edgar ArensLyrics by Johnny Blue Star Copyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star VERSE 1 I hear the peacock singing Strange bursts of starry song Baptizing the October Woods As we two walk along I’ll treasure you forever Your secrets never tell You are the fountain of my dreams Dear infinite Michelle. […]
Music by Edgar ArensLyrics by Johnny Blue Star Copyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star REFRAIN 1 We must have known this place before Where waves crash cruelly on the shore And wind carves out remorseful runes In deep shadows on silver dunes. I know your touch, your smile, your glance. This could not […]
Music by Edgar ArensLyrics by Johnny Blue StarCopyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star VERSE 1 The whistling wind makes me shiver Its gray shrieks make me cry I remember the joyous gleam That it stole from my eyes I remember that day When the wind swept away Life’s dear comfort and warmth On […]
Music by Edgar ArensLyrics by Johnny Blue StarCopyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star REFRAIN 1 Your shadow mocks the brazen breeze I sense you near and slowly freeze Tempted by your lips and your touch, The cup of you is way too much I drink from you in sleep, in dreams And mourn […]
Music by Edgar Arens Lyrics by Johnny Blue Star Copyright 2009 Edgar Arens and Johnny Blue Star REFRAIN 1 I went to Hadleigh Castle on a train. We rumbled through the sleet and pouring rain. As we drew near, the night was growing old- Oh, what’s the use if conscience can be sold? So in […]