a couple of Iain Ingram songs -- however I have no idea how to give you the tunes, need to sing them to you!

AMOUR PERDU                  Iain Ingram

It’s the hour before the first light of morning, all is dark and grey

Underneath the streetlight one shadow moves then slowly fades away

Maybe only in a dream, or someone just passing through

Maybe in my mind I’ve seen, an image I thought was you

For a weariness dims my eyes, and nothing is clear to me

For these past few days have felt like a lifetime’s pain and misery



If I only had the strength of indifference, with a heart of stone

And the will to face a lonely existence, now that you are gone

Had we never loved at all, or through the years never cared

With no thoughts or fond recall, of gladness or sorrow shared

There would be no more sleepless nights, from the heartache of loving you

Or to see you leave forever and after, all that we’ve been through



‘Twas the hour before the first light of morning, when the end began

Had there been a scene with angry words spoken, I could understand

But all bitterness had gone, no, nothing shone in your eyes

As I watched you walk alone, I came there to realise

That no greater a fool I’d been, than the fool who at twilight stands,

Watching everything she ever held precious,   

slipping through her hands -   slipping through her hands.

HEART and SOUL

Copyright Iain Ingram 1988


                Pleasant dreams have changed to bitter schemes
                Precious memories are scattered
                I was tried, well used then brushed aside
                Scorned, rejected, bruised and battered
                
                        Heart and soul, with heart and soul
                        I gave to you more than you’ll know
                        Heart and soul, with heart and soul
                        I offered true love forever.

                Yours and mine until the end of time
                That at least was what you told me
                On my own, and wondering since you’ve gone
                Was I foolish, wise or lonely?

                Come what may I hope you’ll find some day
                Who you are compared to others
                Moving on till then, chameleon
                Changing faces, moods and colours.