Used to lie awake
Frightened of the dark
Used
to count the ghosts
Out in the hallway
Childhood
fancies flee
And we learn to trust the night
But
I'm haunted by a
Different kind of story.
And
through me sleep,
You're shining, filling my eyes
I
want your love
I need your love
I'm holding on
Getting
tangled up so badly
You're giving me such a time
Don't
play the game
Don't make me feel a fool.
I'm
not superstitious,
Your love is the richest
I'm
not superstitious,
This could be the special one.
April
swept the streets
Pools of rain
She was borne
away
Upon a silver steamer
Then, one afternoon
Someone
ushered Summer in
I was forced to make a choice
Before
the dream had settled
And now you stand your beauty
Filling
my eyes.
I want your love
I
need your love
I'm holding on
Getting tangled
up so badly
You're giving me such a time
Don't
play the game
Don't make me feel a fool.
I'm
not superstitious,
Your love is the richest
I'm
suspicious,
This could be the special one.
Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
© EMI Music Publishing Ltd. Reproduced by permission.