What you do speaks so loud   I cannot hear what you say   Except for the occassional word   Sulphates a sentimental sight it bothers me   No longer king of bloke and bird      All of my life   Searching hard   Down in the wires   Of love      Summer me now summer my life away   Summon me onto another day      A hand through the clouds keeps   knocking me down   It's no less than I deserve   They built museums I don't visit them   I've made enough trouble of my own      Into the night   Searching hard   Look for the light   Of love      Summer me now summer my life away   Summon me on to another day      Summer the evening, winter ways   are falling down again   I sing from the chaos in my heart, my heart      Then comes the evening that   makes life worth living   Shoving the shoes out in the light   She walks in, I can hear her...