Cleo Laine

Once in a royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her baby,
In a manger for His bed:
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little child.

He came down to earth from Heaven,
Who is God and Lord of all,
And His shelter was a stable,
And His cradle was a stall.
With the poor and mean and lowly,
Lived on earth, our Saviour holy.

And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love
For that Child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in Heaven above
And He leads His children on
To the place where He is gone.

Not in that poor lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by,
We shall see Him; but in heaven,
Set at God's right hand on high;
Where like stars His children crowned
All in white shall wait around.

All is fair in loveLove's a crazy gameTwo people vow to stayIn love as one they sayBut all is changed with timeThe future none can seeThe road you leave behindAhead lies mysteryBut all is fair in loveI had to go awayA writer takes his penTo write the words againThat all in love is fairAll of fate's a chanceIt's either good or badI tossed my coin to sayIn love with me you'd stayBut all in war is so coldYou either win or loseWhen all is put awayThe losing side I'll playBut all is fair in loveI should have neverleft your sideA writer takes his penTo write the words againThat all in love is fairA writer takes his penTo write the words againThat all in love is fair

Feelings nothing more than feelings
Trying to forget my feelings of love
Teardrops roiling down on my face
Trying to forget my feelings of love
Feelings for all my life I'll feel it
I wish I've never met you girl
You'll never come again
Feelings wo wo wo feelings
Wo wo wo feel you again in my arms

Feelings feelings like
I've never lost you
And feelings like I'll never have you
Again in my heart Feelings
for all my life I'll feel it I wish
I've never met you girl

feel you again in my arms

He(she) was beautiful, beautiful to my eyes
From the moment I saw him(her) the sun filled the sky.
He(she) was so, so beautiful, beautiful just to hold.
In my dreams he(she) was springtime: winter was cold
How could I tell him(her) what I so clearly could see?
Though I longed for him(her), another trusted me completely
So I never could be free.
Ah, but it was beautiful, knowing now that he(she) cared.
I will always remember times that we shared.
Now it's all over still the feelings linger on.
For my dream keeps returning now that he's(she's) gone.
For it was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful to be loved.

Once in a royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her baby,
In a manger for His bed:
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little child.

He came down to earth from Heaven,
Who is God and Lord of all,
And His shelter was a stable,
And His cradle was a stall.
With the poor and mean and lowly,
Lived on earth, our Saviour holy.

And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love
For that Child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in Heaven above
And He leads His children on
To the place where He is gone.

Not in that poor lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by,
We shall see Him; but in heaven,
Set at God's right hand on high;
Where like stars His children crowned
All in white shall wait around.