The Needle
You sent me head over heels,
Lost in the peals of my heart as it reels.
Sailed headlong into the storm --
Nothing could warn me off you.
Oh, lightning but only strikes once!
And lightning but only strikes in paradise!
My compass pointed me East,
On to defeat your magnetic retreat.
Proud compass spun me anew;
Shocked into running from you.
Oh, lightning but only strikes once!
And lightning but only strikes in paradise!
Natural deceit turned me far from thee,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah; ah, ah, ah, ah!
What a great relief, the sun, so indiscreet;
A fiery wrecking ball.
Now, with a sleight of the hand,
I turn where I stand in magnetic demand.
Once more, faced into the wind;
Nothing could keep me from you.
Oh, lightning but only strikes once!
And lightning but only strikes in paradise!
(c) and (p) Patrick Shea 2010