My Marie (Clark/Robinson)
I saw you down in the underground
With a knight in tarnished armor,
You looked a little harder,
But there was softness in your smile
The magic spell you weave so well
Still lives in me unbroken,
My love for you unspoken,
And it's been there all the while
I can't believe it's really you, my Marie
Have you finally realized where you want to be
I've known all the time
Somewhere down the line,
You were meant to be with me, Marie
The last I 've heard, your painted word,
Lived with canvas dancers,
Who asked you for no answers,
To the questions you deny
You bring the darkened walls to light
While the city rolls in slumber,
Reflecting what you remember,
From the ages you've survived
I can believe it's really you, my Marie
Have you finally realized where you want to be
I've known for sometimes
Somewhere down the line,
You were meant to be with me, Marie
Your brush it swirls, through worlds now lost,
To wars of greed and passion
And to the few that do survive
There is no satisfaction
The angry sons who pound the drums
Of dogma and religion
Know nothing of your vision
That true love never dies
I've plundered through a fortune
Just to take a beggar's wages
While I try to write the pages
Of the book of many lifes
I can't believe it's really you, my Marie
Have you finally realized where you want to be
I've known for some time
Somewhere down the line,
You were meant to be with me, Marie
So here we meet, on a one-way street,
In this village full of clutter
And you know that no one knows you fight
You know there is no other
The mirror of the morning
Finds a poet half awakened,
With a song that was mistaken,
In a dream still in his mind
I can't believe it's really you, my Marie
Have you finally realized, where you want to be
I've known for sometime
Somewhere down the line
You were meant to be with me, Marie