Smouldering

(álbum: Fourplay - 1977)

See me walk and talk with you it's easy
Even though I've never known your name
I'll take my time you know I've got my reasons
Time will tell if you feel that same
Tomorrow is far on the east-west horizon
Love is no stronger than fixing your glance
Straight ahead
You take care of business and I'll go my way
Living in the past is not my style
Sometimes, girl, I got no rhyme or reason
I must go but only for a while
Time may be passing and the tears may be falling
On stones lying dank in the rain
But love everlasting love never-ending
Love's always calling my name

I'm a smouldering son of the west
I'm a child of the sinistral past
I'm a no-one that heaven possessed
A nomad with no place of rest

We'll do fine no matter what the weather
Never mind the past and don't be sore
Don't confiscate the time we had together
See what the future holds in store
Tomorrow is far on the east-west horizon
Love is no stranger than fixing your glance
Straight ahead

I'm a smouldering son of the west
I'm a child of the sinistral past
I'm a no-one that heaven possessed
A nomad with no place of rest