Kevin McGee

I met my hero today

We stood on Central Park West

Pens black in icy fingers

I met my hero today

He made an autograph and

I made an autograph and

This ink will never fade

If there is only love in the world

 

I dreamed that I was falling

Through fields of golden grain

And only you could catch me

And no-one moved to catch me

I dreamed my days were falling

Through fields of golden grain

And only you could catch me

And no-one moved to catch me

No

 

I felt the weight in my heart

Flung chalk and fat-boy bruises

Black heaps of burning vinyl

I felt the weight in my coat

I braved the Christmas subways

Fur coats and phony pine trees

It's hard to keep believing

There is only love in the world

 

We meet as heroes today

Black coats and tinted lenses

Two clouds of breath become one

We meet as heroes today

You make an autograph then

I make an autograph and

This is our final statement:

There is only love in the world

 

I dreamed that I was falling

And only you could catch me

And no-one moved to catch me

I dreamed my days were falling

Through fields of golden grain

And no-one moved to catch me

And only you could catch me

And only you can catch me

Now

 

I signed a book to myself...