Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
Washington Irving (UK)
[Verse 1]
There's a man speaking to me in tongues
I understand every word he says
And I'm floating now, down, down, down
And I'm looking about trying to fix my gaze
[Verse 2]
I see a man at your door with no tongue
And he's pushing past you and he screams with his eyes
If you don't open for me, I'll break you down
I will take truth from you 'till you speak nothing but lies
[Verse 3]
So I lie for a while by that old olive tree
[?] is waking with the bells at my back
But the fruit turns to earth in my mouth
And I'm dying in leaves [?] had trodden black
[Verse 4]
Now the tongues are speaking softly to me
And I wake from my dream as cold as the dead
And a voice in the dark says, what do you see
I say, lay your hand upon my forehead
[Verse 5]
(she said, she said, she said)
She said she'd only have to take off her dress
And I'd stay tonight and bolt those heavy doors
I smile down at my drink and look back at wars
[?]
[Refrain]
Lay your hand upon my forehead
Lay your hand upon my forehead
Lay your hand upon my forehead
Lay your hand upon my forehead