"Special Moments"
Special moments become one,
memory of all the fun.
Scenes of living in my head.
I dare to think of death(*) instead.
No one listens to what you got to say.
Treasured minutes after dark.
Hours in daylight all are marked.
Welcome time is spent alseep.
I wake again to earn my keep.
No one listens to what you got to say.
No one listens to what you got to say.
(*) bg changed word to "rest"
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1985 music by B.G.Matthews - words by Ray Lee
Glowing days and burning nights.
Pass the time and dim the lights.
Dreams while sleeping in my bed.
To other places I am led.
Take time, press it down, tie it up, hide away.
No one listens to what you got to say.
Take time, press it down, tie it up, hide away.
Pensive dawns turn sky blue lit.
Setting suns had amber hue.
Sometimes slumber very deep.
I'm late again and up I leap.
Take time, press it down, tie it up, hide away.
No one listens to what you got to say.
Take time, press it down, tie it up, hide away.
(no one baby, no one, no-one but you) (**)
Take time, press it down, tie it up, hide away.
(no one but you baby) (**)
No one listens to what you got to say.
Take time, press it down, tie it up, hide away.
(Press it down, press it down, press it down, press it down) (**)
(**) scats omitted from remake version
© 1985/1987/2008 brugama music