Wild Again

This feeling creeps up behind me
There's been so much out there to blind me
I never thought that love would find me
	Writing poems no-one would ever see
	Wasting time while we should really be

Wild again
Wildly in love again
It has to be wild again
Like it used to be

I feel like life is mountain wide
And there's nowhere left for me to hide
From this china-love inside
	We'll leave the devil at the door
	Light white candles on the floor...and get

Wild again
Wildly in love again
It has to be wild again
Like it used to be

8:	With his remote control
	God puts the sun in a hole
	We keep our love in our pockets
	We pull it out when we need to

	Leave the devil at the door
	And light white candles on the floor


Words: David Parkin

September 1992