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Lamplighter words and music by Bill Pere Lamplighter, your shadow shimmered in the soft gaslight glow Lamplighter, each night I'd be watching from my bedroom window Lamplighter, you've long since gone to your rest And your gaslight glow's gone away... What does a little girl say To a man who's so many years older? How do I tell you of the love that I'm feeling inside... I remember the day I ran out to meet you, You spoke to me in Italian I didn't understand, but I knew what you said with your smile Then somehow I knew I'd just have to wait until I grew older Then we'd be together someday... We'd be together someday. Lamplighter, your shadow shimmered in the soft gaslight glow Lamplighter, each night I'd be watching from my bedroom window Lamplighter, you've long since gone to your rest And your gaslight glow's gone away... The shifting sands of the years Have changed all your gaslight to neon It shines bright, but a night full of neon is cold The trees on the street that once played in your light Are now buried in caskets of concrete The smiles you once gave freely are now only sold The lines on my face are all that's left of my smile As the world we once loved has now faded Into shadow, but you've shown me the way to go home... I'm going home Lamplighter, your shadow shimmered in the soft gaslight glow Lamplighter, each night I'd be watching from my bedroom window Lamplighter, you've long since gone to your rest And your gaslight glow's gone away... The neon night time that knocks at my door Speaks of all the new things I've been missing But my heart still belongs in the past When your light lit the lives of young lovers at night And the starlight was only for wishing And for dreams, and the days didn't rush by so fast.. I'll be thinking of you as I turn on the gas in the kitchen, Then we'll be together at last.... We'll be together at last.... © Bill Pere. All Rights Reserved |
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"If a man tried to take his time on earth and prove before he died what one man's life could be worth, I wonder what would happen to this world?" --- Harry Chapin |