The damage is done

Is there a reason
For things that you say?
The way you’re treating me
All the games I won’t play
Well it’s too late, no longer one
Don’t want you, the damage is done

Will you miss me
When I leave you behind?
Will you tell your friends
I treated you unkind?
Well it’s over now, and I’m on the run
I don’t want you, the damage is done

There have been rumors
That my sense of humor is lacking in some ways
To me that’s no reason, it’s tantamount to treason
See what the judge has to say
You need to find someone half as blind
As I am to your games
And maybe you’ll find out what it’s all about
And it can drive you insane

Ooh the damage is done
And now I feel it’s too late
The damage is done
It’s over
Now I’m on the run
And baby you and I know
The damage is done

I feel it’s too late
The damage is done

Foreigner

The wind

Sometimes the winds blows our ships
Towards each other
Side by side sail our ships
Then the currents drift us apart

That’s how it goes
You see the other ship drift
Towards a far horizon and think:
When does the current shift?

Everything is full of surprises
Sometimes you understand
Sometimes you don’t
You can hope try walk forget or just stand

You can hope try walk forget or just stand
Or let go, see what comes at hand
You can hope try walk forget or just stand
Or let go, see what comes at hand

@D sent to S

Computer

You don’t need to travel the stars
To reach a friend far away
Easy… train boat bike bus & cars
A lunar space ship is so much of today

So simple is to just close your eye
To see him standing in your inner eyelid
Through the heart you say not just hi
The flow of the heart essentializes it

Now we have a new eye, hand, a new mind
Now you find any friend anywhere
The computer screen is the place where
Emotion flows with words, kind or unkind

A computer is your eye & hand
It can be your mind
Your scope will expand
Yet the heart leaves computers behind

A computer is your eye & hand
It can be your mind
Your world will expand
Yet the heart leaves computers behind

@D

Saturday Morning

Over the river floats a thin haze
A man fishing peaceful is his gaze
Trush and robin sing somewhere in the trees
From the shore sounds a group of geese

The first elderly shoppers appear
On Saturday morning it’s not the young we hear
The young sleep off Friday night
Their night of might

Let slow down the world on Saturday morning
The sun rises sheep are bleating every morning
Sleep or a run in the park on Saturday morning
The sun rises all the same every morning

@D

Feel the night

Let’s go out & feel the night
Love makes your face shine bright
Like fire flies over summergrass
Under the stars leaves the stress

Smell of night flowers soft air
The moonlight on your hair
Love is a mystery love is a promise
Try to grasp it and make it miss

The love that is let it last
Everything changed with you I’m at my best
The love that is let it last
Everything changed with you I’m at my best

@D