marian mcpartland
only trust your heart
Talking by the pool of light, language from America. She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd They are not a melting pot, say no, say no tapestry She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd  She takes his hand and she says you'll stay She's lost in the crowd King Wire them up, fire them up The life and times, the art and talk Wire them up, fire them up The life and times, the art and talk  Lovers run camp Africa, Bars in town are civilised She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd Panorama, Citylife Youth's dance proud from the waist down She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd  Shot from where the action is, a rhapsody in black and blue She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd Love lies under western eyes, powerful yet transient She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd 