Texty: Yardbirds. Knowing.
Laughed and loved, when others sang
Their songs of love, nothing rang of truth to me
And then I did not see reality, but now I know
Sad in mind, I thought I'd lost
Someone who would share the cost of being here
But now you're always near and I must sing
Knowing 'bout the happiness of sharing nights with you
Knowing 'bout the loneliness when I'm away from you
Knowing is another song but this time for you
Always wanting things not there
Making fun, I didn't care for other's dreams
But now to me it seems that I was wrong
Knowing 'bout the happiness of sharing nights with you
Knowing 'bout the loneliness when I'm away from you
Knowing is another song but this time for you
I see when lovers cry
They're trying to touch the sky
But only find their arms are only blind to pains of love
Their songs of love, nothing rang of truth to me
And then I did not see reality, but now I know
Sad in mind, I thought I'd lost
Someone who would share the cost of being here
But now you're always near and I must sing
Knowing 'bout the happiness of sharing nights with you
Knowing 'bout the loneliness when I'm away from you
Knowing is another song but this time for you
Always wanting things not there
Making fun, I didn't care for other's dreams
But now to me it seems that I was wrong
Knowing 'bout the happiness of sharing nights with you
Knowing 'bout the loneliness when I'm away from you
Knowing is another song but this time for you
I see when lovers cry
They're trying to touch the sky
But only find their arms are only blind to pains of love
Yardbirds