Testo: Jane Siberry. In the Blue Light.
I was on a train somewhere in Spain
Sometime in the night
I drew up my knees in second class
And watched in the blue light
Strangers beside me, strangers across from me
They've closed their eyes
So far away from home the empty stations echo
As we go dreaming by
I miss you like crazy
I wish that you were here holding me
So many times I see something
I want to show you
Like the crazy man crying on his violin
I game him two drachmas for you
And every city square, pigeons everywhere
Fountains and painters
I sit upon the step my chin upon my knees
I watch lovers go by
I miss you like crazy
I wish that you were here holding me
Because you give me peace, you give me hope I love you
Of course there are other men
Sharing in the sways and bends
Of Paris and Rome and though I do not know
Exactly what the difference is
I never asked them home
It made me realize how beautiful and strange
Is the bird of love
It flies so differently, cries so differently
From the bird of whatever the other
I miss you like crazy
I wish that you were here holding me
Because you give me peace, you give me hope I love you
Do I give you something too
I was on a train somewhere in Spain
Sometime in the night
I drew up my knees in second class
And watched in the blue light
Sometime in the night
I drew up my knees in second class
And watched in the blue light
Strangers beside me, strangers across from me
They've closed their eyes
So far away from home the empty stations echo
As we go dreaming by
I miss you like crazy
I wish that you were here holding me
So many times I see something
I want to show you
Like the crazy man crying on his violin
I game him two drachmas for you
And every city square, pigeons everywhere
Fountains and painters
I sit upon the step my chin upon my knees
I watch lovers go by
I miss you like crazy
I wish that you were here holding me
Because you give me peace, you give me hope I love you
Of course there are other men
Sharing in the sways and bends
Of Paris and Rome and though I do not know
Exactly what the difference is
I never asked them home
It made me realize how beautiful and strange
Is the bird of love
It flies so differently, cries so differently
From the bird of whatever the other
I miss you like crazy
I wish that you were here holding me
Because you give me peace, you give me hope I love you
Do I give you something too
I was on a train somewhere in Spain
Sometime in the night
I drew up my knees in second class
And watched in the blue light
Jane Siberry
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