Lady Morrison, what do you seek?
Tell me so I can help you out
Is it love or pleasure, I’ll try to do both
Heaven’s still too many miles awayCan you telegraph my intentions?
Or I have to make it clear
I’ll open the doors of perception
And lead you into the stars
Ain’t nothing like the blues
The one you put me in
Can you hear me singing darling
Can you hear my calling?
Across the street roams hatred
Yes the souls are puking hate
We ought to find ourselves darling
And make love before it’s late
Dance me on top of ecstasy hill
Dance me till the end of love
Sorrow won’t put us down here
We’ll go well far above
Well the vision is disappearing
We must go to where we came
Give me a kiss before I wake up
And hope you’ll wake up soon
Lady Morrison, wild and restless child
The one you search is dead and gone
Your dream is a hollow song
That needs to be ended