Christian

(unreleased piano demo : 1980)
So in your laughter...you do scream
And within your screams, you do pretend
You ask of me...ask of me nothing
On your terms we're no longer friends
Harder hard luck stories...
Have been told down through the years
Spinning wheels...crystal perfection...
Not to be confused with the tears
Oh, Christian...what about your sad, wild dreams?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?
Do you cherish...all those memories?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?
Half past one...and the street lamps darken
Can you regard that woman as you regard yourself?
With the faith of a child...have you given enough?
Have you given too much?
Oh, Christian...what about your sad, wild dreams?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?
Sweet things that we live for...they say that dreams are made of that
Echoes of a lonely, lonely time...sing to me
A recurring line...no quiet cries...
Something that was...no quiet cries for us
But it was only love...wasn't it?
Only love...wasn't it?
It was only love...wasn't it...
Only love...sweet things that we live for...
But it was only love...
ALTERNATE VERSION:
(unreleased piano demo : 1978)
So in your laughter...you do scream
And within your screams, you do pretend
You ask of me...ask of me nothing
On your terms no longer friends... No...
Harder hard luck stories...
Have been told down through the years
Spinning wheels...crystal perfection...
Not to be confused with the tears
Oh, Christian...what about your sad, wild dreams?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?
Because... if ever there were any plans to succeed
To be faithful... was simply a rule...
Now it seems that your lady waits for the end
But for us this heart does not mend
So half past one...and the street lamps darken
Can you regard that woman as you regard yourself?
With the faith of a child...have you given enough?
Some say that the sound of your voice
Says you've given too much
So in your laughter...you do scream
And within your screams, you do pretend
You ask of me...ask of me nothing
On your terms no longer friends...
Oh, Christian...what about your sad, wild dreams?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?
Sweet thing that I live for
Each one depends upon us
Echoes of a lonely, lonely time sing to me
Something that was...
It was only love... wasn't it?
Only love... yeah...
Sweet thing that I live for
It was only love
Can you regard that woman
As you regard yourself
With the faith of a child
With the faith of a child
'Cause it was only love... wasn't it?
It was only love... mmmmm....
Only love... wasn't it?
It was only love
Sweet thing that I live for
It was only... love...
ALTERNATE VERSION
(unreleased piano version with harmonies & percussion - 1978 - 9:23 minutes)
So in your laughter...you do scream
And within your screams, you do pretend
You ask of me...ask of me nothing
On your terms no longer friends... No...
Harder hard-luck stories...
Have been told down through the years
Spinning wheels...crystal perfection...
Not to be confused with the tears
Oh, Christian...what about your sad, wild dreams?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?

Do you cherish those memories
Till the memories are all gone...
And the painting fades out and disappears on...
Because... if ever there were any plans to succeed
To be faithful... was simply a rule...
And it seems that your lady waits for the end
But for us this heart does not mend
So half past one...and the street lamps darken
Can you regard that woman as you regard yourself?
With the faith of a child...have you given enough?
Some say that the sound of your voice
Says you've given too much
So in your laughter...you do scream
And within your screams, you do pretend
You ask of me...ask of me nothing
On your terms no longer friends...
Oh, Christian...what about your sad, wild dreams?
What kind of feelings...do you feel for me?
Do you cherish those memories
Till those memories are all gone...
And the painting fades out and disappears on...
Sweet thing that I live for
Each one depends upon us
Some say that this is the things that dreams...
Dreams are made of
Echoes of a lonely time
Sing to me... a recurring line
Oo... can you regard that woman
As you regard yourself
With the faith of a child?
Have you given too much?
Sweet thing that I live for
Falling
It was only love...
No quiet cries for us...
Something that was...
It was only love...
Ohhhh... it was only love (wasn't it?)
Wasn't it? (Only love)
Sweet things that I live for...
(So half past one...and the street lamps darken
Can you regard that woman)
It was only love
(As you regard yourself?)
Echoes of a lonely, lonely time
Sing to me... (a recurring... line...)
It was only love
Oh... only love... (Oh, Christian) wasn't it?
(What about...)
What about your sad, wild... dreams?
(Only love...)
Sweet thing that I live for
Sweet thing (wasn't it?)
Sweet thing (only...)
It was only (love...) love...
Only (love...) love...
Ooo... only love
(Wasn't it?)
It was (sing to me) only love...
Only love
Only love
Only... love...