Intro:
In truck stops, and hamburger joints,
In Cadillac limosuines, in the company of
Has-beens and bent-backs
And sleeping forms on pavement steps,
In libraries and railway stations,
In books and banks,
In the pages of history
And suicidal cavalry attacks I recognize
Myself in every stranger s eyes.
And in wheelchairs by monuments,
Under tube trains, commuter accidents,
In council care and county courts,
At Easter fairs and sea-side resorts,
In drawing rooms and city morgues,
In award-winning photographs of life-rafts on the China Seas,
In transit camps, under arc lamps, on unloading ramps,
And faces blurred by rubber stamps I recognize
Myself in every stranger s eyes.
And now, from where I stand, upon this hill I ve
plundered from the pool
I look around, I search the sky, I shade my eyes so
nearly blind
And I ve seen sights of half-remembered days, I
hear bells that chime in strange, familiar ways
I recognize the hope you kindle in your eyes
( )
It s oh, so easy now, as we lie here in the dark
Nothing interferes, it s obvious how to beat the
tears that threaten to snuff out the spark of our
love.
