Stan Rogers 1973
"Written at Uncle Prescott's summer home in Half Way Cove, Nova Scotia, shortly after I met my wife. It's the only love song I've ever written, and it pleases me greatly that so many people like it still. It has been recorded by more artists than any other song of mine."
Where the earth shows its bones of wind-broken stone And the sea and the sky are one
I’m caught out of time, my blood sings with wine And I’m running naked in the sun
There’s God in the trees, I’m weak in the knees And the sky is a painful blue
I’d like to look around, but honey, all I see is you
The summer city lights will soften the night ‘Til you’d think that the air is clear
And I’m sitting with friends, where forty-five cents Will buy another glass of beer
He’s got something to say, but I’m so far away That I don’t know who I’m talking to
Cos you just walked in the door, and honey, all I see is you
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And I just want to hold you closer than I’ve ever held anyone before
You say you’ve been twice a wife and you’re through with life
Ah, but honey, what the hell’s it for?
After twenty-three years you’d think I could find A way to let you know somehow
That I want to see your smiling face forty-five years from now
So alone in the lights on stage every night I’ve been reaching out to find a friend
Who knows all the words, sings so she’s heard And knows how all the stories end
Maybe after the show she’ll ask me to go home With her for a drink or two
Now her smile lights her eyes, but honey, all I see is youÂ