Paul Simon - Love And Hard Times Lyrics
God and his only sonPaid a courtesy call on Earth one Sunday morningOrange blossoms opened their fragrant lipsSongbirds sang from the tips of cotton rootsOld folks weptFor his love in these hard times'Well, better be going,'Said the the restless lord to his son'There are galaxies yet to be bornCreation is never doneAnyway these people are slobs hereIf we stay it's bound to be a mob scene'DisappearedAnd it's just like love in hard timesI loved her the first time I saw herI know that's an old songwriting clichùI loved her the first time I saw herCan't describe it any other wayAny other wayThe light of her beauty is warm as a summer dayClouds of antelopes roll byNo hint of rainPale blue skyJust love, love, love, love, loveBut the rains cameThe tears burnedThe windows rattledThe locks turnedIt's easy to be generous when you're owedIt's hard to be gratefulWhen you're out of controlAnd love is goneThe light at the edge of the curtain was the quiet doveThe bedroom weaves in clicks and clacksMy heart and my mind will never lastWhen your hand takes mineThank god I found you tonightThank god I found you tonightThank god I found you