By snowy fields and lanes
She keeps the waiting
In candlelight the sacred
Alter shines
He suckled the young lambs
Upon his knee
Giving the weary sleep in peace
He read the stars inside her dream
But he was blind
Of winter's love for spring
She kept the vision
Sweet chariots aflame against the sky
He played on the harp sweet melody
Children and emperors came to see
He drove the dragons into the nights
But he was blind
So lock all the gates and
Bolt the chamber door
Because nobody leaves or
Enters anymore
Now lock all the gates and
Bolt the chamber door
Would you lock all the
Gates and the chamber
Come, come
Somebody come and lock
All the gates and bolt the chamber
Cause nobody leaves or enters anymore
By snowy fields and lanes she
Keeps the waiting
In candlelight the sacred alter shines
He suckled the young lambs upon his knee
He bid the weary sleep in peace
He read the stars inside her dream
But he was blind, he was blind
Lock All The Gates was written by Al Jarreau.
Lock All The Gates was produced by Al Schmitt.