© 1978 Neal Gladstone
I can hear your love
Climbing to C above
So high to be tripping on ebony
What can I do
To show my love for you
As time flows free from you to me
Melody, melody,
Stay with me a while
You've been wandering, hungering
Scattered and lost in the gathering dust of a
Memory finally someone has come along
To set you free and give you reason
For a song
I can feel your love
Climbing to C above
So high to be tripping on ebony