Richard Harris
Lovers Such as I
Bless the song that no one sings
Bless the bell that no one rings
Bless the birds that have no wings
Old broken toys, sad little boys who don't know why
And lovers, lovers such as I

Bless the place that no one goes
Bless the words that no one knows
Bless the rose that never grows
Lights that are dim, trees without limbs, babies that cry
And lovers, lovers such as I

Wheels that don't turn, fires that don't burn, things that must die
And lovers, lovers who let their chances go by
Such as you
Such as I