Burn's Super
But it's late for me, let an old man rest
One more black and tan on the barricade
To keep me safe from loving
Well, I close my eyes, close my eyes
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
Well, I close my eyes, close my eyes
And I see you still in the shuttered night
What a new found friend, his honesty
To see ourselves as others see
To see the shy boy inside the man
Is that all I am, just starved of loving?
Well, I close my eyes, close my eyes
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
Well, I close my eyes, close my eyes
And I see you still in the shuttered night
Autor(es): Richard Thompson