Years ago this song was the most played on vanitian radio. And even now it gives goose bumps to certain vanitians like me.
I´ve just heard that Suzanne wrote this song when she was only 18 years old; which is amazing, because it´s one of the most mature songs I´ve ever heard
BTW- In case you don´t know, this song must be heard with a hot cup of coffee or tea while is raining outside.
You come from far away with pictures in your eyes of coffeeshops and morning streets in the blue and silent sunrise, but night is the cathedral where we recognized the sign. We strangers know each other now as part of the whole design.
Oh, hold me like a baby that will not fall sleep, curl me up inside you and let me hear you through the heat.
You´re the jester of this courtyard with a smile like a girl´s distracted by the women with the dimples and the curls , by the pretty and the mischievous, by the timid and the blessed, by the blowing skirts of ladies who promissed to gather you to their breasts
Oh hold me…
You have hands of raining water, and the earring in your ear. The wisdom on your face denies the number of your years. With the fingers of the potter and the laughing tale of the fool. The arranger of disorder with your strange and simple rules. Yes now I´ve met me another spinner of strange and gauzy threads. With a long slender body and a bump upon the head.
Oh hold me…
With a long and slender body, and the sweetest softest hands, and we´ll blow away forever soon and go on to different lands, and please do not ever look for me but with me will you stay, and you will hear your self in song blowing by one day
but now hold me…