Someone knocking at the door Somebody ringing the bell
Somewhere over the rainbow, Skies are blue. And the
Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so
I know, I know you must follow the sun
Say, don’t you realize. Is there nothing left inside?
Here’s a little song I wrote You might want
Some hope for the future Some wait for the
Not a post as such, more an ‘aide memoire’.
Why can’t you see this boat is sinking (This
But every weekend through the door Come words of
See a pearl form, a diamond in the rough
There’s been so many things that held us down.
There’s a starman waiting in the sky He’d like
All my life Is changing every day In every
I’m a little worried about John Wilkinson . John
Oh, we’ve got to hold on, ready or not
I had a dream so big and loud I
You have to learn to pace yourself (Pressure) You’re
I’m indebted to Mark Forster for sending me a