The First Time
Jun. 12th, 2010 11:44 pmI have a lover, a lover like no other
She got soul, soul, soul, sweet soul
And she teach me how to sing.
Shows me colours when there's none to see
Gives me hope when I can't believe
That for the first time I feel love.
I have a brother, when I'm a brother in need
I spend my whole time running
He spends his running after me.
I feel myself goin' down
I just call and he comes around.
But for the first time I feel love.
My father is a rich man, he wears a rich man's cloak.
He gave me the keys to his kingdom (coming)
Gave me a cup of gold.
He said "I have many mansions
And there are many rooms to see."
But I left by the back door
And I threw away the key
And I threw away the key.
For the first time, for the first time
For the first time, I feel love.
there's a long, long letter somewhere between the first time i read these lyrics, as if from a deep dark hole, reaching out to a single ray of light, five years ago-- and the first time i heard them, trying not to cry as the achingly gentle chords brushed up against my soul. but i don't think it's right for here. maybe someday.
She got soul, soul, soul, sweet soul
And she teach me how to sing.
Shows me colours when there's none to see
Gives me hope when I can't believe
That for the first time I feel love.
I have a brother, when I'm a brother in need
I spend my whole time running
He spends his running after me.
I feel myself goin' down
I just call and he comes around.
But for the first time I feel love.
My father is a rich man, he wears a rich man's cloak.
He gave me the keys to his kingdom (coming)
Gave me a cup of gold.
He said "I have many mansions
And there are many rooms to see."
But I left by the back door
And I threw away the key
And I threw away the key.
For the first time, for the first time
For the first time, I feel love.
there's a long, long letter somewhere between the first time i read these lyrics, as if from a deep dark hole, reaching out to a single ray of light, five years ago-- and the first time i heard them, trying not to cry as the achingly gentle chords brushed up against my soul. but i don't think it's right for here. maybe someday.