This Was Never Meant To BeThis was never meant to be All the signs were there to see From the first moment that we met I knew This was never meant to be This was always doomed to fail From the moment we set sail All our instincts told us we were wrong This was never meant to be But soon we were enraptured in love's dance When the dance ended I found I couldn't live without you And now one of my dreams is sad embers Here in the cold of December And now you're in the arms of someone else I always knew that This was always second best Our love would fall at the first test Common sense would tell us we were wrong This was never meant to be This was never meant to last We drank our cup of love too fast From the first moment that we met I knew Now Miss, from our first kiss I tell you: this was never meant to be Sting Index Beneath A Desert MoonFrom the mountains on the moon to the mighty delta From the deserts of the West to the shining sea Beneath the canopy of stars flows the serpent river Flowing through my father's land that he left to me From the baker, to the priest, to the candle maker From the highest to the low in my father's land We make our offer to the sun 'fore the break of morning Or else everything we have will just turn to sand I have a lot to ask I have a lot that I need to say I have so much do And all I need is another day From the soldier, to the scribe, to the carpet maker All the different colored threads in a carpet loom A woven tapestry of life is our mighty nation This is the writing on the wall of my father's tomb We have a lot to ask We have a lot that we need to say We have so much do And all we need is another day Beneath the desert moon, I call you beneath the desert moon, I sing beneath the desert moon, so lonely I'm just a boy who would be king With just the moon to guide us We sometimes lose our way If there's a light inside us We'll follow it to the brightness of the day Every single blade of grass, every yellow flower Every ripple on the sea of the blue, blue Nile Every leaf on every tree, every single creature From the smallest little bird, to the crocodile We have a lot to ask We have a lot that we need to say We have so much do And all we need is another day Beneath the desert moon, I call you beneath the desert moon, we sing beneath the desert moon, we're waiting Before the coming of the king Beneath the desert moon that's sinking We see the Eastern sky's on fire This is where darkness leaves And shining waters fall And let the shadows run And we'll say, "welcome to the sun." Sting Index |
