Lamplighter
 words and music by Bill Pere

Lamplighter, your shadow shimmered in the soft gaslight glow
Lamplighter, each night I'd be watching from my bedroom window
Lamplighter, you've long since gone to your rest
And your gaslight glow's gone away...

What does a little girl say
To a man who's so many years older?
How do I tell you of the love that I'm feeling inside...
I remember the day I ran out to meet you,
You spoke to me in Italian
I didn't understand, but I knew what you said with your smile
Then somehow I knew I'd just have to wait until I grew older
Then we'd be together someday...
We'd be together someday.

Lamplighter, your shadow shimmered in the soft gaslight glow
Lamplighter, each night I'd be watching from my bedroom window
Lamplighter, you've long since gone to your rest
And your gaslight glow's gone away...

The shifting sands of the years
Have changed all your gaslight to neon
It shines bright, but a night full of neon is cold
The trees on the street that once played in your light
Are now buried in caskets of concrete
The smiles you once gave freely are now only sold
The lines on my face are all that's left of my smile
As the world we once loved has now faded
Into shadow, but you've shown me the way to go home...
I'm going home

Lamplighter, your shadow shimmered in the soft gaslight glow
Lamplighter, each night I'd be watching from my bedroom window
Lamplighter, you've long since gone to your rest
And your gaslight glow's gone away...
 
The neon night time that knocks at my door
Speaks of all the new things I've been missing
But my heart still belongs in the past
When your light lit the lives of young lovers at night
And the starlight was only for wishing
And for dreams, and the days didn't rush by so fast..
I'll be thinking of you as I turn on the gas in the kitchen,
Then we'll be together at last....
We'll be together at last....

  Bill Pere. All Rights Reserved

 

 


"If a man tried to take his time on earth and prove before he died what one man's life could be worth,  I wonder what would happen to this world?"  --- Harry Chapin