A KIND OF LOVE
MARC ALMOND
SONGWRITERS: MARC ALMOND & CHRISTOPHER BRAIDE
COUNTRY: U. K.
ALBUM: A KIND OF LOVE
LABEL: SOME BIZZARE RECORDS
GENRE: ROCK
YEAR: 2017
Mark Peter Sinclair "Marc" Almond, OBE(born 9 July 1957) is an
English singer-songwriter and musician. Almond first began performing and
recording in the synthpop/new wave duo Soft Cell. He has also had a diverse career
as a solo artist. His collaborations include a duet with Gene Pitney on the
1989 UK number one single "Something's
Gotten Hold of My Heart". Almond's career
spanning over four decades has enjoyed critical and commercial acclaim, and he
has sold over 30 million records worldwide. He spent a month in a coma after a
near-fatal motorcycle accident in 2004 and later became a patron of the brain
trauma charity Headway.
He was appointed Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) in the 2018 New Year
Honours for services to arts and culture.
If I had another life
And not the one i'm in
I'd reach down into my soul
And find a little love within
I'd emerge as someone new
Dressed in another skin
Be someone who wants something more
And not the fool I've been
I look into your eyes to see what i can see
But i only see a paper face staring back at me
Only you can understand what love is meant to be
And it's a strange thing, undoughtedly
I'ts a kind of love, this strange thing that we have
It's a kind of love, a kind of going mad
It's sometimes good, but never truly bad
It's a kind of love, this strange that we have
And in the night
When sleep won't come for free
A laughing dancing clown
In dreams that torment me
And there you are again
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That photo in my pocket
It's a madness in my mind
But i don't know how to stop it
We meet in shadows after dark we run down endless streets
Black serpents at my back i never get to sleep
Red roses falling from the sky landing at my feet
But they turn to thorns and only make me bleed
It's a kind of love, this strange thing that we have
It's a kind of love, a kind of going mad
It's sometimes good, but never truly bad
It's a kind of love, this strange that we have
I keep a little memory of how it used to be
A bit your life in my hands from days when you loved me
Only you can understand what love is meant to be
And it's a strange thing, undoughtedly
I'ts a kind of love, this strange thing that we have
It's a kind of love, a kind of going mad
It's sometimes good, but never truly bad
It's a kind of love, this strange that we have.
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