Standing on the porch of an old tutor style house in Northern Ontario.. I saw her the first time. as she drifted past the doorway ... so for all the these years she has stood beside me afterall this time..
lyrics
MY LADY WALKS
Douglas E McLean / SOCAN / Geb Publishing
(Sometime in 1970’s before 75.)
My lady walks out
In the pale moonlight
She’s an image from
Some ancient poetry
Just like a man
Newly waken from a dream
I can’t believe
I can’t believe that it’s real
Chorus
‘cause I’m so tired
And lonely every night
That I always hear these voices
Telling me
That love can’t be found
Somehow I know these words just don’t come out right
Van Morrison I can’t pretend to be
But just like an old song on the radio
I feel this newness rolling over me
Softly through the city a bell begins to toll
Chanting proudly in its private toil
Just like a man whose senses have been shown
A moment in his soul’s eternity
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