When You Were Young

When you were a baby
It was so easy
You'd laugh and you'd sing
Like the meadow you'd run through ohh
When you where young, ohh ohh
It was so easy
When you were a young man
To accept and believe
In the love that came to you
When you where young, ooh hoo

Now you've grown ,
you're on your own
What can a mamma say
Should she remind you
That the world out there is not the meadow
you left behind you
And they'll put you in jail for living like Jesus
you know Ohh, you know, ohh
That they push till you stumble and you fall, ohh

They haven't heard yet
They don't know, ohh, what you know
That law without wisdom is
No law at all No law at all
A law without wisdom is No law at all
And they'll put you in jail For living like Jesus
you know Ohh, you know, ohh
What can a mamma say What can a mamma say What can a mamma say
When her baby's grown and gone away
What can a mamma ... say

But she let you go now
and trusted that somehow
your goodness will carry through
to the meadows you knew
When you where young, ohh ohh
To laugh and to sing like the meadow
You'd run through ohh
When you where young, ohh ohh

Lawless Lady

I am the ladyless lady
hear my tale before you go
My sins my occupation,
it's the only life I know
My home's a crowded city street
You needn't have a life
I am a friend to every man
Baby do you have some time

I am today as
I have been some centuries before
A captivating dancer
a temporary cure
There has to be a better way
Must passion be a crime
And man you've got a need for me
Oh, baby do you have some time

Hard metal on my flesh
their name be unknown
I was sent to trial
and on that I was thrown and
I remember clearly
though the judge showed not a sign when

He had asked so graciously
Oh, baby do you have some time
And so my silent customers
I am the devil's child
That mends your lonely love life
With an hour of lust, sublime
Yes you're so weak
that dare not speak so meekly on your way

I am the lady Oh,
Baby what do you say?

Artist

Within my dreams
an artist paints a pleasant scene
and I smile for a while like a child
My sleep is sound
I lay me down upon the ground
In my mind while the times still pass

Now here is room
for things to bloom
Above the sky
for me to fly

Is there a way
that I might stay in this array
I must know so I won't have to go
I don't know why
but now my dream is running dry
and the painting is fading again

Fading away,
I can not stay
Fading away,
I can not stay

I know my mind
will not erase that pleasant face
and the artist will come back to stay