Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows In the warm glow of your mind You can't buy my love with money 'Cause I ain't never was that kind I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room

Your love's coming down like It's coming Feel it on my finger tips, hear it on my window pane Wash away my sorrow, take away my pain Till I feel your For the first time I can hear my heart sing Call me a fool but I know I'm not

Ye hum ho la lo Kwela man Ye hum ho la la Kwela, Kwela You gave it your life Long ago there was a sound in the night Kwela man, singing under the street light A cheap guitar, he gave his sorrow a smile And he sowed his songs in the alley ways mile upon

Where do they go? They come here To drown in their sorrow and cry in their beer They’re in need of a mind-bender I’m a bartender At the end of the day I’m all they’ve got Hope on the rocks Brady was a baseball star

Let it rain, let it rain, The rain is falling through the mist of sorrow that surrounded me. The sun could never thaw away the the bliss that lays around me. Let your love rain down on me. Let it rain, rain, rain. Her life was like a desert flower

My sorrow (I swallow) Follow me (Oh hell no) Was it me? (I swallow) Forget me (I don't know) Always I'm locked in my head

With your long blond hair and your eyes of blue The only thing I ever got from you Was sorrow, sorrow Sorrow, sorrow You're acting funny, try to spend my money You out there playing your high class games Of sorrow, sorrow You never do what you know you

All the wasted words I said In all the cities that I left The last act of our precious play Must not close with regret (regret) All the wasted words There are days when sorrow seems never-ending Like the countless roads upon which I've driven The price

Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And

I know it's a shame Tell me it's okay Lately I've been thinking about the past How there is no holding back No point in wasting sorrow On things that won't be here tomorrow But you and I well, we don't need to speak It's the secret that we keep