The River

Marc Almond

And he dances every night

Framed in candles

And white white light

All is revealed

When all is too bright

You're such a pleasure

A wonderful pain

Makes me never want

To love again

But sorrow always comes

To those with fickle fame



And the tears are gonna come

The tears are gonna come



We are consumed by corruption

Old before our time

Hurt by others' hunger

Scarred by love as greed (how I need)

How cruel the birthday of 17

Youth behind you

The long years ahead

Showing you what you might have been

Instead of drifting, drifting, drifting



And the tears are gonna come

The tears are gonna come



Foundations crumble

Walls subside

We all break apart

When there's heartache inside

Hold back those years

Those tears

With a futile pride (we're gonna come clean)

Beware of love

And of dark-eyed men

They're sweet and they're tender

But they have no hearts

Just long smashed

Cruel shards of broken glass



And the tears are gonna come

The tears are gonna come



And all those songs

That made me cry

Keep flooding back

And years of new discovery and you

Disturbing my dreams

Now we're flowing down that river

Heading for the delta

I don't know which way to flow

But my heart's a forest fire

And yours a field of snow



I don't know which way to flow

Don't know which way

Don't know which way

To flow