Al Stewart songs lyrics

With your photographs of Kitty Hawk And the biplanes on your wall You were always Amy Johnson From the time that you were small. No schoolroom...

It was late in December, the sky turned to snow All round the day was going down slow Night like a river beginning to flow I felt the beat of my...

Late at night, when reality's failed and nothing is prevailing but the wind, I come to you. Out of sight, like a fugitive trailing across a barren...

When we came to the station all the trains were rusty, The doors were open and the windows broken in There was grass in all the cracks and the air...

I can well recall the first time I ever put to sea, It was on the old "Calcutta" in eightteen fifty-three. I was just a lad of fourteen years, a...

The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost...

Every evening you come Around here In your cloak of lies Half-believing I sit and listen As you offer up the prize Pick up your smile Just go...

So here we stand at the edge of 1984, bracing ourselves once again, for the storm approaching is those who long before huddled in caves from the...

If you hear a step upon Your stair tonight If you see a shadow in The candle light It's only your imagination Leading you astray See her for a moment...

We met on the beach amid rumours of war, your hair in your hand, what you saw you won't say as the newspapers blew in the wind. I can see you're one...

Sometimes it seems unimaginable That you were every any other way With your white rose face and your orphan clothes, Embroidered jeans and silver...

The sun is going down across The great unknown Lights come on inside the towers made of stone A muffled drum plays Out of sight and all alone Summer...

It's the kind of grey November day that washes away reflections In the eys of hotel porters And the latticed wooden benches by the sea contain no...

Roads to Moscow They crossed over the border the hour before dawn Moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground...

On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime ...

YOu always were a city kid though you were country raised And back in some forgotten time we shared the cold north days But the simple life was not...

Nothing that's forced can ever be right If it doesn't come naturally, leave it That's what she said as she turned out the light And we bent our backs...

And I think of you now As a dream that I had long ago In a kingdom lost in time In a forest of evening The archer is bending a bow And I see you...

I was watching TV late last night And a scene transported me Long gone figures came back to life In a documentary Though I saw them dance for joy I...

In the east the wind is blowing the boats across the sea And their sails will fill the morning and their cries ring out to me Oh, Oh Oh, the more it...