Soul Love
Soul love, she kneels before the grave
A brave son, who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate some grieving
Stone love, a boy and girl are making
New love, a boy and girl are speaking
New words, a love so strong it tells their hearts to sleep
Through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over across a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations how my mind just to catch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving
Love is love, I knew the day I saw you
Ends love, I knew the day I left you
Deaf love, that lays upon the table while we sleep
Through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is senseless in it's choosing
Sweeping over across a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love could spark the fusion
Inspirations how my mind just to catch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving
Stone love
Is real love
Is my love
I go on and on until I fall asleep
Through those fleeting hours of morning
And their soul love, she kneels before the grave
A brave son, who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate some grieving
A brave son, who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate some grieving
Stone love, a boy and girl are making
New love, a boy and girl are speaking
New words, a love so strong it tells their hearts to sleep
Through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over across a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations how my mind just to catch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving
Love is love, I knew the day I saw you
Ends love, I knew the day I left you
Deaf love, that lays upon the table while we sleep
Through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is senseless in it's choosing
Sweeping over across a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love could spark the fusion
Inspirations how my mind just to catch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving
Stone love
Is real love
Is my love
I go on and on until I fall asleep
Through those fleeting hours of morning
And their soul love, she kneels before the grave
A brave son, who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate some grieving
Credits
Writer(s): David Bowie
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