Paroles The bell Nik Kershaw

The bell

There's a wholeness in the half light
Of a new night when the day is done
And her soft skin has a warm glow
And I do know I'm the lucky one

In a small boat on a calm sea
I can only look in awe
At the grey cliffs and the seal pup
As it swims up to the shore

There's an old pond in a tree's shade
And a bed made from a pile of hay
And I lie there, 'til the words come
If they don't come, I lie there anyway

Near the old docks, by the gasworks
Where the monsters pick up sticks
In the old house 'cross the main road
Corgi truck loads Lego bricks

These are the things I'll remember
These are the moments I'll treasure
These are the pictures I will paint myself
At the ringing of the bell

There are high hopes in a high chair
Sitting in there is a king to be
And he's smiling his little heart out
As he holds out his little arms to me

And the long walks in the sunshine
And the red wine on my tongue
How the sand runs through my fingers
How it lingers til it's gone

These are the things I'll remember
These are the moments I'll treasure
These are the pictures I will paint myself
At the ringing of the bell