Peter Hammill Labour of Love Lyrics:
You don't remember all the things I've done; You
never catch the careful words I choose; Your
present will not admit my patient efforts - It's a
labour of love I offer to you. Unselfishness -
does that hold the space between us? A
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helplessness, a nothing-left-to-prove? A silent
more eloquent than any passion? ...It's a labour
of love I offer to you... ...It's a gift of love.
Take this hand and you will hold its stories;
Beat, the heart, and find the tell-tale true; Take
this gift: receipt will give it value - It's a
labour of love I offer to you, It's a gift of
love.
Lyrics: Labour of Love, Peter Hammill [end]