- Amnesty (Doumas)
- Crossfire (Clarke / Sylvester / Hicks)
Amnesty (Doumas)
Love is the sweetest amnesty
Floats like a cloud between the sky and sea
I'll give it to you
Could you please give it to me
Love is the sweetest amnesty
Given by the powers
Then let us be
I'll give it to you
Could you please give it to me
'Cause I need you
We can talk
We can see
If we disagree we do it honestly
Let our lovin' be
The sweetest amnesty
Between you and me
There's bound to be
Some conscientious objection
Our spirits dressed in mystery
Speak solely through affection
Break
Between you and me
There's bound to be
Some conscientious objection
Our spirits dressed in mystery
Speak solely through affection
Love is the sweetest amnesty
Floats like a cloud between the sky and sea
I'll give it to you
Could you please give it to me
'Cause I need you (need you)
We can talk
We can see
If we disagree we do it honestly
Let our lovin' be
The sweetest amnesty
Let our lovin' be
The sweetest amnesty
Crossfire (Clarke / Sylvester / Hicks)
The judge he put me down for life because I was a stone
They never got the money back because I never told
Well half of twenty five went by before they set me free
I know the game I know they play it they're gonna follow me
Newspaper men crawl around with me say they want the storyline
But I ain't gonna tell to them why I served the time
I know the boys are waiting in the cafe across the way
They wanna know where the money is, Where it is it's gonna stay
Oh caught in the middle of a crossfire
Gun on my left, gun on my right, Crossfire
Well I ain't going nowhere 'cos I kinda like this place
Until the heat cools down ain't gonna show my face
I tried to get some sleep someone's ringing on the phone
Why can't they all just go away and leave me alone
Oh caught in the middle of a crossfire
Gun on my left, gun on my right, Crossfire
Just when I think I'm verging on the brink of freedom
Someone from the past turns to me and asks
Are you going somewhere If so lead on
Break
I don't pay no rent it's on the house I still got friends I found
They'll all be on my good books when the time it comes around
Till then I'll sit here patiently and bide my time each day
And when I'm free and flying that'll be the time to pay
Oh caught in the middle of a crossfire
Gun on my left, gun on my right, Crossfire
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