Sting

Well, she's walking through the clouds with a circus mind that's running wild Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about... Riding the wind When I'm sad she comes to me with a thousand smiles she gives to m

Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face Whatever bread's in my mouth, whatever the sweetest wine that I taste Whenever your memory feeds my soul, whatever got broken becomes whole Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be to

You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down A

In the moonlight When the shadows play When the thought of what could happen Takes your breath away Sighs and whispers Quiet laughter in the air Unspoken invitations everywhere In the moonlight All the words you say Make it relatively easy To be swep

[ti:If I Ever Lose My Faith In You] [ar:Sting] [al:...All This Time] [offset:0] [00:00.75]If I Ever Lose My Faith In You - Sting [00:13.66]could say You I lost my faith [00:16.71]in science and progress [00:19.16] [00:22.66]You could say I lost my be

How many of you people out there Been hurt in some kind of love affair? And how many times did you swear That you'd never love again? How many lonely, sleepless nights? How many lies, how many fights? And why would you want to Put yourself through al

Every breath you take Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take I'll be watching you Every single day Every word you say Every game you play Every night you stay I'll be watching you O can't you see You belong to me How my poor hea

Until... Sting If I caught the world in a bottle And everything was still beneath the moon Without your love would it shine for me? If I was smart as Aristotle And understood the rings around the moon What would it all matter if you loved me? Here in

He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He don't play for respect He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The numbers l

Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face Whatever bread's in my mouth, whatever the sweetest wine that I taste Whenever your memory feeds my soul, whatever got broken becomes whole Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be to