Lyrics

Making Music, Making Love. Pearson/3.24


We go up to the castle on the hill
I know he’s the only one who’ll be here for this lonely one
He will
The tired old self that I once used to be
A life that was all begging, if you please?
Now I can do the things I never could
Just like making music, making love

We’re off- gone into this magic land
I feel just like a petal, the touch it is so gentle in his hands
Caressing me so gently
It’s love, evidently
For sure
Harmony in motion nothing more
Each day I come I thank the stars above
We’re just making music, making love

BRIDGE

There were times when the badness
Touched our souls with sadness
We were dying on the inside getting old
But it don’t pay to ruminate on things long past
The days they fly on by now
Way too fast


When I was just I child , well I was told
The future is for dreamers, washed up faded schemers
And the old
And life it’s full of heartaches, nothing more
A world of retribution, keeping score
If I ever had the chance I knew I would
Spend it making music, making love

Words- they can hardly mean a thing
Seek ‘em on the inside, a place that you find right there deep within
Your soul
Now I’m in this land of symmetry
Where I stand and where I want to be
The cradle and the cat go hand in glove
They’re just making music, making love
They’re just making music, making love
They’re just making music making love