(1) Queen of Hearts   (Savoie - France 1991)      Girl meets boy, boy meets girl   A new love born, together they're gonna change the world   Another two seats on the merry go round   Safe in the arms of a magical mystery   Meeting in their dreams she runs fingers right through your hair   Burning my fingertips with passion      And then came doubt, then came the fears   And as they grow, oh it starts to show   Pain in their hearts and watching her go   This is what becomes of the broken hearted   I always thought you were a Judas anyway   Slipping through his fingers like sand      He was twenty one, she was seventeen   A princess of magic in his eyes if you know what I mean   And laughter, and in the dancing flames of misty haze   He would die a thousand times to travel of the golden shrine   A Prometheus in her eyes   A warrior of romance forever      My Queen of Hearts   And will I search forever for my kindred spirit?   Two dancing ghosts that never can die   To search in my dreams by oceans and by rivers   Like two running streams that never can touch      And the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to be   Oh I never thought I could feel so alien to you so fast   Why did you ever have to go?   And all this would be true   If I'd never met you   Crystal blue      (2) ...a man could die out here...   (UK 1991)      On rainy nights in Xanadu   A new face new place   A new sound   The world today is a changing place   Keep your door locked up and hide your face   Drowning in a whirlpool of English pride      In dark old England where the wheels of    industry only just turn   And at night the stars come out   Walking through a strange town   Deep in the heart of nowhere in the   middle of somebody's somewhere   I'd fly home, but where is home?   I feel like an alien   Be brave again   England be my safe haven   And at night if darkness should knock upon your door   And the whole wide world wakes up screaming in the night      That old problem child of the world today   The Middle Eastern adolescent sulking its way   Into the safety of the Angel Isle   One day we'll wake if we wake up at all   And the world and his wife will come crashing through the door      (3) The Last Waltz   (Glos - UK 1987)      Hang up your dancing shoes, hide in that secret place   Play that song of empty charm of empty time and space   You're a tired ballerina in a musical box   When the key unwinds you have to stop when the music stops      So you can find your way, I'll leave a gaslight burning in the window   Do you remember, do you recall, the smell of    school dining halls and backstreet brawls?   I was a twenty first century kid Casanova   With a lover's patch and freestyle charm we went arm in arm      I remember the autumn leaves   I remember those times   In cold October air kicking cans and buying time   I recall our old town, the place I used to work   The boy just trying to throw some magic down upon the world   But you can't dance forever, the last waltz is over   And most of all as I recall the final line upon her lips