[Chorus]
I'm standing on the edge
Of that other world, in the
morning's early light
I guess we're doing alright
And I'm hanging on the edge
of falling in love
with you
Cold fright
Cracks apart and crashes to
the ground
My suit of armor gone
Brave knight
Drops his shield and shivers
to the bone
In a quiet prayer for dawn
There's power in the air, you
know, you can feel it hovering
There's a question in her
eyes, can he love without smothering?
There's whiskey in our veins,
when we make love you can feel it burn
There's change in the wheel
of fortune, every time the wheel turns
© 1984 by Dennis Pearne
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