Paul Thompson
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My Ukulele Lady
She’s my Ukulele Lady and she sings her song for me,
Strumming to the rhythm of the waves upon the sea… -
At The End of the Night
But the night life and wine only passes the time,
Cause I’m left thinking of you,
At the end of the night. -
The Weather is Fair
Things are fine and the weather is fair,
Nothing ‘s too weighty anywhere,
No need to bother with halves or thirds,
Because everything’s fine and the weather is fair. -
Faded Half-life
Till they’ve lived in your shoes and felt the dream start slipping from their hands,
Till a hope of theirs has died in their hearts, you know they won’t understand. -
She's The Song On The Wind
For she’s the lightening in a thunderstorm, and the mist on a winter’s morn,
She’s the dancing flame in a campfire light, and the stillness before the dawn…
...she’s the gentle song of love. -
Love Letters on MSN
On days like today
We waste the time away
Writing love letters on MSN.Your picture looked devine,
Blonde, nineteen and fine,
Oh those love letters on MSN. -
The Girl with the Sacred Lotus
She paints an angel in a field of jade, a cherub barefoot on the rocks,
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The cherub holds the hand of the man and the crowd looks on in silent awe. -
The Man with the High Lonesome Tone
Like a piper he plays the old mountain refrain,
Like a bird the melody flies,
The noise of the world leaves in a song, in the wind his troubles will go,
From that man with the high lonesome tone. -
Unbroke My Heart
You unbroke my heart, and I’m thinking of,
How healing words were formed in love,
You unbroke my heart, now I can see,
Your gentle love has set me free.
