Karaoké The Riddle Nik Kershaw

I got two strong arms blessings to babylon with time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms

So to America the brave wise men save

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight over you

I got plans for us nights in the scullery

And days instead of me

I only know what to discuss

Oh for anything but light wise men fighting over you

It's not me you see pieces of valentine

With just a song of mine to keep from burning history

Seasons of gasoline and gold wise men fold

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight over you

I got time to kill sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours a blackbird sings

On bluebird hill thanks to the calling of the wild wise men's child

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground where an old man of Aran goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground where an old man of Aran goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight over you

No he'll never never fight over you