LOVE IS A CRAZY THING words and music by Steve Larkman
Love is a crazy thing make you high make you sing.
The heart is a restless sea rescue you and maybe rescue me.
How does it feel to be so lonely every night?
Maybe the stars can tell me if everything’s alright .
How does it feel when you hold me tight?
Love is a crazy thing make you high make you sing,
The heart is a restless sea rescue you and maybe rescue me.
Do you know how it is to be so lonely every night?
Were you surprised when he said “everything’s alright,
oh but how does it feel when you hold me tight?”
Love is a crazy thing make you high make you sing,
the heart is a restless sea rescue you rescue me baby.
Love is a crazy thing.
Love is a crazy thing. Love is a crazy thing.
Rescue me.
BLACK AND BLUE
words and music by Steve Larkman.
Is there something I should know, Is there something I should try to do,
Is there something I should know? To get next to you
Is there something I could say, or something I could do today,
Is it such a long long way? To get close to you. Cos I wanna be close to you
If there’s something you can’t show? Like if you’re feeling black and blue.
You’ve only got to let me know and I’ll be next to you
You don’t wanna be black and blue so let me get close to you
You don’t wanna be black and blue
If I could get to where you are, I’d be swinging on a star
‘Cos you’re the real thing and I’m a fool for you now.
I got something on my mind there’s a message you should listen to
It’s not hard for me to say I love you.
You don’t wanna be black and blue, let me get close to you
You don’t wanna be black and blue, ah let me get close to you
You don’t wanna be black and blue
You don’t wanna be. Black and blue. You don’t wanna be. Black and blue.
You don’t wanna be. Black and blue. You don’t wanna be. Black and blue.
DIAMONDS
words and music by Steve Larkman.
There once was a poor boy, from a poor family
And he never learned the things he could.
His daddy never wanted a son, his mama never had any fun, it's no good.
Well he was such a poor boy, and he didn't know better,
never tried to find the things he should.
On and on, on and on, it's no good.
He liked to fly sometimes, far away into the night.
On and on and on and on and on. His endless flight into the light.
Oh he was such a poor boy, from a poor family
Never tried to find the things he could.
Daddy never wanted a son, mama never had any fun, it's no good.
He sits there all alone, checking photographs.
He sits there all alone, re- checking photographs.
And everytime it gets to calling up your number
He chickens out inside, he doesn't take that ride.
We like to fly sometimes, far away into the night.
On and on and on and on and on.
This endless flight into the light of all of those Diamonds,
each and every one of those Diamonds,
shining on and on into the night.
And though his mama never wanted a son
and his daddy never had any fun, he's alright..
REMEMBER
words and music by Steve Larkman.
She’s a pretty face but she’s not the one.
Such a pretty face but she’s not so gorgeous as my son.
She’s across the world, she’s across the sky,
(I saw her flying yesterday)
She can take you down like you’re an ordinary guy.
But we can dance and we can sing, We can do almost anything
In the end, we laugh away the tears.
Once upon a time in a pretty place, (I saw it shining yesterday)
There will come a time to see the wonder on your face,
Then we can dance, and we can sing, and we can do almost anything
Will we then remember all these years?
So can you wait ‘til the wind is blowing back to my arms again.
Will you wait ‘til the wind is blowing?
Back to my arms, back to these arms again.
She says I’m a pretty face, but I’m not the one
Such a pretty face, but I’m not so gorgeous as my son
Whenever we’re in trouble we can dance, we can sing, we can do almost anything,
In the end we laugh away the tears.
So can you wait ‘til the wind is blowing back to my arms again.
Will you wait ‘til the wind is blowing?
Back to my arms, back to these arms again.
THIN WHITE DOVE
words and music by Steve Larkman.
I got my baby and she’s way outta sight
And she calls me Stacy in the middle of the night
So super lady make me feel so fine,
She told Mr. Jones she was mine, mine, mine
Yeah I, I’m gonna be your man. I, wanna be your man
And when my baby dances in the street
She’s got sixteen rivers she’s got flying feet
No I’m not talking ‘bout a thin white dove,
I’m making a claim for love.
Cos I, I’m gonna be your man. Yes I, I’m gonna be your man,
When my baby dances in the street she’s got a sunset smile
And when she’s looking good enough to eat she’s got a sunset smile
When my baby dances in the street she’s got a sunset smile
She’s got a sunset smile
I got my baby and she’s way outta sight
And she calls me Stacy in the middle of the night
No I’m not talking ‘bout a thin white dove
I’m making my claim for love
Ha na na I’m gonna be your man, Cos I wanna be your man,
Yes I, I wanna be your man, I wanna be your man,
Yes, I be your man, Yeah I, I’m gonna be your
man, I’m gonna be your man.
THIS BITTER WORLD
words and music by Steve Larkman.
Every day’s another haul, try to climb above the wall
Will it be this way for ever and ever?
Doesn’t matter what you say, I’m gonna tell you anyway
Without love in this bitter world you can take me away
Without love in this bitter world you can take me away
Every day’s another haul, try to climb above the wall
Will it be this way for ever and ever?I’ll try to find a song to sing. Make the best of everything
Without love in this bitter world you can take me away
Without love in this bitter world you can take me away
Without love in this bitter world you can take me away
Without love in this bitter world you can take me away
Every day’s another haul. Every day’s another haul,
Try to see above my wall. Try to see above my wall.