Deacon Blue And Ricky Ross
Fellow Hoodlums
Cover From The Sky
I will love you when the morning is ascending
I will love you when the moon is riding high
I will love you when we only have pretending
When our home becomes a cover from the sky
Well my eyes have seen the dust and then the ashes
And the lowland and white sky of your home
And the rain that washed mascara from my lashes
And nothing gave us cover from the sky
When yous then that i see ive been among the saints and the angels
And we donll stand among the ruins of our temples
And prey to god for cover from the sky