℗ 1993
(Terence Trent D'Arby)
Artist : Terence Trent D'Arby Title : Delicate Terence Trent D'Arby From: Symphony Or Damn -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Delicate Delicate like rain Delicate like snow Delicate like birds Delicate just so Delicate like air Delicate like breeze Delicate like you and me A delicate advance A delicate retreat Delicately planned Delicate like peace Delicate like a touch That's delicately brief Delicate like you and me Delicate like trinkets on her bracelet (Like trinkets on her bracelet) Delicate like a bracelet on your arm (Like a bracelet on your arm) Delicate like sweet arms around me (Your sweet arms around me) Delicate like me on top of you Delicate like words Delicate how time So delicately runs Then delicately dies Delicate how eyes So delicately breathe Delicate like you my dear Delicate like me my love Delicate like you and Delicate like me and Delicate like Delicate like you and me
(Terence Trent D'Arby)
Artist : Terence Trent D'Arby Title : She's My Baby She juggles time with her hand in a sling Wears a coat of diapher that stings Strangles words for the laughter it brings She juggles space with a match in her hand Sparking flames when her temper expands As your head starts to swing by a string Sometimes She makes my brain feel like this... But she's my baby But she's my baby C'mon She fought the wave with her feet stuck in sand Disappears when you reach for her hand Says goodbye when hello's in demand C'mon She mystifies and she lies through her veil Screws it up when it all goes too well Makes the rules as she goes 'cos she can And her drummers like not in anybody's band - ya dig? Sometimes She makes my brain feel like this... But she's my baby But she's my baby She moves like the sea Without hark the sand that covers her beach She wafts the feet of my expectations And rolls away beyond my pride She gives me time right between sleeve and arm Gives you lip when you wanted her charm She howls at the moon but she spits at the sun Sometimes She makes my brain feel like this... (it must be the karma) But she's my baby She's my baby She's my baby But she's my...
(Terence Trent D'Arby)
Artist : Terence Trent D'Arby Title : Dance Little Sister (12" Version) Get up 'outta' your rockin' chair grandma! Or rather would you care to dance grandmother? Hey you! Give up to the ghost That's haunting you now Shout it out Don't let it stay inside And eat you alive Make up your mind Don't you want to stay This side of the line I can assure you When you're my age You'll learn From all you've left behind (You've got to) Dance little sister Don't give up today Hang on till tomorrow I don't wanna hear you're late Dance little sister Don't give up today Hang on till tomorrow Don't give up your stay Say now share the weight And lay your cross down And let the long reaching arm Of hope bring you around It ain't easy but giving up Is the easy thing to do Time is on your side Would you just watch the clock And let it tick for you (You've got to) Dance little sister Don't give up today Hang on till tomorrow I don't wanna hear you're late Dance little sister Don't give up today Hang on till tomorrow Don't give up your stay