White China

When pale turns to pink
With a soft unnerving ease
And all you've built around
May just tumble to the ground

Will you stand or fall?
With your future in another's hands
Will you stand or fall?
When your life is not your own

When white turns to red
In the not too distant days
Will force and misery
Be the life you have to lead?

Will you stand or fall?
With your children in another's world
Will you stand or fall?
When your town is not your own

White China
White China

When crimson takes a hold
The lights go down on all you've ever known
And all you'll ever do is worked out for you

Will you stand or fall?
When the thoughts you have are not your own
Will you stand or fall?
Oh, when the freedom slips away

White China
White China

White China
White China
White China
White China

One Small Day

If the stack is high against you
And the hammer's coming down
And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands
Oh my sentimental friend
The fast must reach an end
One day

Lying face down on the cold stone
And they give their all to you
But their all is slipping through your hands
Oh my sentimental friend
Your time will come again
One day

One day where I didn't die a thousand times
Where I could satisfy this life of mine
One small day
One day where every hour could be a joy to me
And live a life the way it's meant to be
One small day

How many times has it turned against you?
How many times will they walk away?
How many times have you let depression win the fight?
Oh my sentimental friend
We'll walk as one again
One day

One day where I didn't die a thousand times
Where I could satisfy this life of mine
One small day
One day where every hour could be a joy to me
And live a life the way it's meant to be
One small day

Walk away
Turn against you
Walk away
Turn against you
Walk away
How many times can they turn against you?
How many times can they walk away?

One day where I didn't die a thousand times
Where I could satisfy this life of mine
One day where every hour could be a joy to me
And live a life the way it's meant to be

One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die
Where nothing made me hang my head and cry
One day where I could see myself as others can
Where I could feel the strength of love at hand

One day where I didn't die a thousand times
Where I could satisfy this life of mine
One day where every hour could be a joy to me
And live a life the way it's meant to be

Reading passages of ancient rhyme
Cut so deep, so old
Telling tales of travellers and mystery
Hearing spirits never far removed calling out aloud
When the times comes they'll talk to me

Hand fighting hand
As you turn to a man of two worlds
Taobh ri taobh, tha sinn mar aon de dha shaoghail
(Side by side, we are like a man from two worlds)
'S mo làmh nad làimh gabhadh aithne air na tìrean chéine
(My hand is in your hand as we get to know the foreign lands)

Hand fighting hand
As you turn to a man of two worlds

Feel the presence moving into me
Painting pictures with its words
Ooh seeing places that I've never seen
Like a door thrown open
On a life I've lived before

Taobh ri taobh
(Side by side)
Do làmh nam làimh
(Your hand in my hand)
Tha sinn mar aon
(We are like one man)
De dha shaoghail
(From two worlds)

Taobh ri taobh
(Side by side)
Do làmh nam làimh
(Your hand in my hand)
Tha sinn mar aon
(We are like one man)
De dha shaoghail
(From two worlds)

Heart of the Country

I was young and not deceived then
I believed in the heart of the country
How the words sound, how the truth lies
I was moved by the heart of the country

Oh, oh, then I saw through
The charade, the facade
Now I've had it all

When they ask you, "Who deprives you?"
You reply, "Your heart of the country"
I am older, I am wiser
I despise the heart of the country

Oh, oh, then I felt it
All the tears and the grief
I believed it all

Taking bad times, by the handful
Do what you can for the heart of the country
They dish the dirt out, too hard to swallow
Just to follow the heart of the country

Oh, oh, heed the words
And learn the lines
I'll be fine when I have it all

Heart of the country
Heart of the country
Heart of the country
Heart of the country

So you think it's over
So you think that down's the only way out
A sad excuse for lovers
With your head held high and your heart still full of doubt
It's just like you to scorn, the only one who'll mourn
The day he doesn't love you

When the time comes I'll cry
On the day that you cut the thread
When my heart tears I'll cry

So you gave up giving
As you sit and smile when the awkward silence falls
Deny the life you're living
Just a fleeting love that you only half recall
It's just like you to make a passion turn to hate
The day he doesn't love you

When the time comes I'll cry
On the day that you cut the thread
When my heart tears I'll cry

Still we're here together
Feeling helpless as our heaven turns to hell
The taker and the giver
Washed in anger when we think how far we fell
It's just like you to take the step that makes the break
The day he doesn't love you, oh

When the time comes I'll cry
When the time comes I'll cry
When the time comes I'll cry
When the time comes I'll cry
Cry, cry, oh

Desire, desire, desire, desire

You live for love, I long for it
You give for love, I take from it
This friend of mine, desire
This lover's crime, desire
Emotion driving all the time
A burning need for things not mine
Desire

Desire, desire

You need your love, I walk from it
You fight for love, I run from it
My enemy, desire
Caressing me, desire
The torch I carried burnt my hand
I can't control what I can't stand
Desire

Desire, desire

You live for love, I lie for it
You give for love, I shy from it
And the pain, and the lust
And the want, and the hurt
And the lies, and the fear
And the urge, and the feel
And the touch, and it's all
A friend I call desire

You live for love, I lie for it
You give for love, I shy from it
And the pain, and the lies
And the touch, and it's all
A friend I call desire