No joy in heaven, although the sun may shine
I need the warmth of gin inside
I see the golden track, blurred in sand and dust
Where burnt out cars decay and rust, (march)
No joy in heaven, despite the glittering stars
Their jagged shapes just tear my heart
Between the sand and stone
The flowers of hope may grow
Then trodden on by commandos, (march)
Chanting these words out like a prayer
Hoping someone"s listening up there
Reach for a face that isn"t here
Fooled by my mind I fear .....
A letter from afar
Too much is not enough
I need to feel your touch
I need to have you close to me
Desert sons and guns
Mosquito nets and bombs
I watch them from my swimming pool, (splash)
A letter from afar
I need the warmth of gin inside
I see the golden track, blurred in sand and dust
Where burnt out cars decay and rust, (march)
No joy in heaven, despite the glittering stars
Their jagged shapes just tear my heart
Between the sand and stone
The flowers of hope may grow
Then trodden on by commandos, (march)
Chanting these words out like a prayer
Hoping someone"s listening up there
Reach for a face that isn"t here
Fooled by my mind I fear .....
A letter from afar
Too much is not enough
I need to feel your touch
I need to have you close to me
Desert sons and guns
Mosquito nets and bombs
I watch them from my swimming pool, (splash)
A letter from afar