I feel I feel I feel, The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it, I feel I feel I feel, The way that i want to feel when I want to feel it.
I've got all kinds of love for you, But what am I to do? Just thinking about the things I’m gonna do for you, It’s enough to turn my brown eyes blue.
And as if i don't have enough on my mind, I figured your love would always stand the test of time.
I feel I feel I feel, The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it, I feel I feel I feel, The way that i want to feel when I want to feel it.
But yet and still I’m the same, Never ever gonna walk away, And at the dawning of each new day, Lets live how we want to , Love how we want to, OK? And every night when we get on my knees and pray, Get up and do what we want to, OK?
I'm black and white in a world full of colour, You make me want to walk on water.
And as if my heart isn't heavy enough I have the added pressure of being in love with your love.
I feel. I feel. I feel. The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it, I feel. I feel. I feel. The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it.

In my lifetime, I've seen summers go by, Frozen winters, shells adrift on the tide.
Taking hold of yourself when no one else will, I am always the last one to leave here, And although we can’t sleep, although we can't dream, Oh we'll live forever, We will live forever.
I will drift by like a moth to the flame, Journey onwards, ‘till I see you again.

Verse 1

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright world to which I go.

Chorus
I'm going there to meet my Father
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home.

Verse 2

I know dark clouds
Will gather round me
I know my way
Is rough and steep
Yet beautiful fields
Lie just before me
Where god’s redeemed their vigils keep

Chorus

I'm going there to meet my mother

She said she’d meet me

When I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home.
I'm only going over home




Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Today, it’s tuesday,
And I’m getting out,
Instead of crying, crying,
Crying in my bed.

Outside, it’s cold,
My hands are shivering.
You are in front of me.
I’m telling you, after many years,
All my love.
And that you made me suffer.
Yesterday, it was tuesday,
I told you all I can,
And now I’m free.

Yeah, it was outside, in the cold,
You were in front of me.
I’m telling you, after many years
All my love.
And you said nothing.