Songs Of Love

<br>Pale, pubescent beasts<br>Roam through the streets<br>And coffee-shops<br><br>Their prey gather in herds<br>Of stiff knee-length skirts<br>And white ankle-socks<br><br>But while they search for a mate<br>My type hibernate<br>In bedrooms above<br><br>Composing their songs of love<br><br>Young, uniform minds<br>In uniform lines<br>And uniform ties<br><br>Run round with trousers on fire<br>And signs of desire<br>They cannot disguise<br><br>While I try to find words<br>As light as the birds<br>That circle above<br><br>To put in my songs of love<br><br>Fate doesn`t hang on a wrong or right choice<br>Fortune depends on the tone of your voice<br><br>So sing while you have time<br>Let the sun shine down from above<br><br>And fill you with songs of love<br><br>Fate doesn`t hang on a wrong or right choice<br>Fortune depends on the tone of your voice<br><br>So sing while you still can<br>While the sun hangs high up above<br><br>Wonderful songs of love<br><br>Beautiful songs of love<br>Beautiful songs of love<br>Beautiful songs of love