Philip Bailey Walking On A Chinese Wall
Walking on a Chinese
Walking on a Chinese Wall
Watching for the coins to
Watching for the coins to fall.
Butterfly
Spread your painted wings
from an answer from the Ching
By the stream
stretching in the rocks
tiger on the mountain-top.
Walking on the Chinese Wall
watching for the coins to fall.
Now the sun is rising in the east
looking for my golden fleece.
Iv'ry skin
scarlet colour deep
lips that burn but do not speak.
Three misty nights waiting by the shore.
May be that my lover comes no more.
Red chamber dream from the sky above.
Ancient tales of hidden Chinese love.
On the Chinese Wall
watching for the coins to fall.
Blue-red silk burning on my chest
go to sleep but not to rest.
Stepping stones on the yellow sea
dreaming she'll be there for me.
Come down the clouds to the sea of flames.
From the mountain hear the cry of pain.
Red chamber dream from the sky above.
Ancient tales of hidden Chinese love.
On the Chinese Wall
watching for the coins to fall.
On the Chinese Wall
watching for the coins to fall.
On the Chinese Wall
Butterfly
spread your wings from an answer from the Ching.
Watching for the coins to fall
Blue-red silk on my chest
go to sleep but not to rest
oh no.
Walking on the Chinese Wall - walking on the Chinese
Wall -
Walking on the Chinese Wall - watching for the coins to
fall.
