Love Is Wild - Loud On Street

Love me, love me, love me, say you do Let me fly away with you For my love is like the wind And wild is the wind Give me more than one caress Satisfy this hungriness Let the wind blow through your heart For wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins You kiss me With your kiss, my life begins You're spring to me All things to me Don't you know your life itself

The sun, the sun is climbing slowly I hold these moments closely, closely now These waves hit a little harder I know they're gonna carry, carry me somewhere Step into the open wide Watch the future come alive This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Hearts beat a little faster Looking for a light ahead that's waiting to be found The streets get a little brighter No borders left to keep us anymore This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Step into the open wide Watch the future come alive Tie it up and watch it grow Run straight into the unknown Yours and it's mine This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Yours and it's mine This is our time Tie it up and watch it grow Yours and it's mine This is our time Run straight into the unknown Yours and it's mine This is our time

Love me, love me Say you do Let me fly away with you We are creatures of the wind Wild is the wind Give me more than one caress Satisfy this hungriness We are creatures of the wind Wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins, baby You kiss me With your kiss my life begins Like a leaf clings to a tree Baby, please cling to me We are creatures of the wind Wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins And you kiss me With your kiss my life begins Love me, love me Say you do Let me fly away with you

Take me back, take me way, way, way back On Hyndford Street Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven On long summer nights As the wireless played Radio Luxembourg And the voices whispered across Beechie River In the quietness as we sank into restful slumber in the silence And carried on dreaming, in God And walks up Cherry Valley from North Road Bridge, railway line On sunny summer afternoons Picking apples from the side of the tracks That spilled over from the gardens of the houses on Cyprus Avenue Watching the moth catcher working the floodlights in the evenings And meeting down by the pylons Playing round Mrs. Kelly's lamp Going out to Holywood on the bus And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside Stopping at Fusco's for ice cream In the days before rock 'n' roll Hyndford Street, Abetta Parade Orangefield, St. Donard's Church Sunday six-bells, and in between the silence there was conversation And laughter, and music and singing, and shivers up the back of the neck And tuning in to Luxembourg late at night And jazz and blues records during the day Also Debussy on the third programme Early mornings when contemplation was best Going up the Castlereagh hills And the cregagh glens in summer and coming back To Hyndford Street, feeling wondrous and lit up inside With a sense of everlasting life And reading Mr. Jelly Roll and Big Bill Broonzy And "Really The Blues" by "Mezz" Mezzrow And "Dharma Bums" by Jack Kerouac Over and over again And voices echoing late at night over Beechie River And it's always being now, and it's always being now It's always now Can you feel the silence? On Hyndford Street where you could feel the silence At half past eleven on long summer nights As the wireless played Radio Luxembourg And the voices whispered across Beechie River And in the quietness we sank into restful slumber in silence And carried on dreaming in God