Deacon Blue Cover From The Sky
I will love you when the morning is ascending I will love you when the moon is riding high I will love you when we only have pretending When our home becomes a cover from the sky Well my eyes have seen the dust and then the ashes And the lowland and white sky of your home And the rain that washed mascara from my lashes And nothing gave us cover from the sky When you`re gone I notice all your tiny touches And it`s then that I see i`ts then that I know why If the days become the walls you never wanted Our years will give us cover from the sky From the sky Well we`ve been among the saints and the angels And we don`t want to wait until we die So we`ll stand among the ruins of our temples And prey to god for cover from the sky
