Richard Thompson
First Breath
Let's love
What's left
Last Dance
First Breath
New friends
Hard won
Old hearts
Shine on
The frost is cruel
And fades the sign
On that little place
That I call mine
Let's love
What's left
Like new born
First breath
Old stars
New shine
Old cup
New wine
Sun rise
Moon glow
Someday
We'll know
Inch by inch
Word by word
The lock is sprung
That caged the bird
Let's love
What's left
Last dance
First breath