Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance Cause if the bugler starts to play In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember The songs that you and I

Danger, she's out into the night Danger, she's such a pretty sight Danger, she walks the streets alone She was treated so badly it seems Now she's lookin' for a dream Danger, all the boys she don't know All the men, they look her way Could be hers, hers

While my guitar gently weeps Still my guitar gently weeps. I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping I don't know why nobody told you How to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled

Where do think you're going I wanna go with you, can I come too? Nobody knows you better Nobody loves you quite like I do In case you never look back I want you to know that you will love like I hope you live long enough To change your mind In case you

Mary was the type of girl Tell me did you see her face Tell me did you smell her taste Tell me what's the difference Don't they all just look the same inside? Buddha for Mary Here it comes This is the life on Mars Mary was a different girl

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

And how I told you what I'd do If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything You must not be looking You must not be trying like I'm trying I can't always help you On your island, there's no weather warning There's no sudden showers There's

We're walking the wire, love We're walking the wire, wire, wire So look out down below Look out down below We're gonna be higher, up And we'll take what comes, take what comes Feel the wind in your hair Feel the rush way up here Walking the wire, wire,

Serpent's kin, born of sin, dark within Father of the wolf Betrayal of the Gods Born of evil blood So he found the heart in barren land It was beating, still alive He held it gently in his hand And looked up to the sky With evil thoughts of vicious kind

You can look into those eyes Down no telephone line What if you were right the first time? Betwixt and between the fantasy dream and the fear Do you wonder where she is this afternoon? And does it get on your nerves, make it slightly perturbed That