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Time stands still in canterville |
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For ages this curse lays upon |
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Pass the night walking for fourhundred years |
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Longing for this liaison |
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The barren almond once shed the leaves |
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The splendour has crumbled away |
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This harm was done and the green-eyed one |
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Once it had led him astray |
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(pre-chorus) |
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Here in the absence of light |
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Let a willing ear roam |
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And far into the night |
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A ray of hope will lead you home |
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(chorus) |
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So will you stand beside |
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Among those evil-eyed |
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Voices will whisper into your ear |
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So believe you're immune |
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So will you beg and pray |
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To leave this endless gray |
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Once of his age he was boast |
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The canterville ghost |
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Bathing in tears and swim in delight |
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Yearning for feelings long gone |
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One sorry sight, one fly by night |
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As this girl in her prime came on |
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But love will be stronger, than life and death |
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When cupid's dart has hidden you |
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As if by magic the almond will bloom |
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The beginning of something new |
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(pre-chorus) |
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(chorus) |
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Tears for my sins |
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I have no more |
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Now pray for me |
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I know what for |
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Angel will you |
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Have mercy now |
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And the house shall be still |
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(chorus) |
