Baby Spoons

I thank the Lord, I thank the Lord, for being so kind For giving me, for giving me, the gift of my mind And the ability to forget what I've left behind But sometimes my memory is all I can find I'm out walking in the arms of love Spirit fills this world like a hand in a glove My heart is soaring on the wings of a dove Soul is empty, like the clear sky above No need to worry what the future may bring Find yourself against the wall, you learn about scorpion sting Yet, love is waiting for you, like your child on a swing It's the one thing, it's the one thing, that makes our heart sing I stood along the hiway side, seeking my tumbleweed paper fame I met many kinds of dealers and thieves, each of us seeking someone else to blame Still, I wonder, is a paradise a gamble, either way you play the game? Now, maybe you can tell me, who really is the keeper of the eternal flame I'm out walking in the arms of love Spirit fills this world like a hand in a glove My heart is soaring on the wings of a dove Soul is empty, like the clear sky above No need to worry what the future may bring Find yourself against the wall, you learn about scorpion sting Yet, love is waiting for you, like your child on a swing It's the one thing, it's the one thing, that makes our heart sing So, now, I ask this question, when I sing on the streets, and in saloons With the help of this prayerful rhyme, and the aid of this simple tune Now that we can send a rocket past Jupiter and its moons How come we can't turn all those army tanks into Baby Spoons? Now that we can send a rocket past Jupiter and its moons How come we can't turn all those army tanks into Baby Spoons? PRINT? You may now hear an MP3 or download free HERE! Suggestion: you can set up the player, "minimize" it, return to this page, and read the lyrics as you listen! From the album: Bloomingtongues Now you can see the latest Galileo images from Jupiter! More Song Lyrics at Jesse#1, and Jesse#2.