Belfast Food CroMusic at cromusic.crolinks.com [V] I've been loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the day And I'll cry for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watch our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some of them fell in to heaven Some of them fell in to hell I took a shelter from a shower And I stepped into your arms On a rainy night in Soho The wind was whistling all it's charms I sang you all my sorrows You told me all your choice Whatever happened to that old song To all those little girls and boys Sometimes I wake up in the morning The ginger lady by my bed Cover in the cloak of silence I hear you talking in my head I'm not singing for the future I'm not dreaming of the past I'm not talking of the first time I never think about the last Now the song is nearly over We may never find out what it means Still there's a light I hold behind me And you're the measure of my dreams The measure of my dreams