The Night That Once Was Mine - Jack Bruce

I’ve climbed this hill too many times\nNow passion seems like it’s a crime\nMy memories leaves dead on the line\nTomorrow’s finished all that fine, fine wine\nI’ve run this road so many years\nRemembering how I lived each curve\nAnd now my screen’s filled up with tears\nI can’t see through the pain I learned\nNo future now without the fear\nI’ll get too near to love that burns\nThe night was once, the night was twice\nThe night was mine\nI dealt in dreams until they faded\nInto ghosts in headlong flight\nFelt every mile that I paid\nFor reaching out towards the light\nThe dancers thought it was a raid\nAnd disappeared into the night\nThat once was mine\nI’ve sailed the storm so many ways\nDesires vanish in the haze\nThere’s only ashes from the blaze\nThe future’s losing all the long love days\nI’ve flown these skies both dark and light\nBut now my heart’s blocked up with snow\nMost moments felt so very right\nBut I can’t break the ice that grows\nNo morning now without the chance\nOf petals falling from the rose\nThe night was once, the night was twice\nThe night was mine\nI traded steel until it fractured\nInto fields of crumbling rust\nAll the precautions that I packed\nWere colors I could never trust\nThe swimmer’s getting out of sight\nShe’s disappeared into the night\nThat once was mine\nI traded steel until it fractured\nInto fields of crumbling rust\nAll the precautions that I packed\nWere colors I could never trust\nThe swimmer’s getting out of sight\nShe’s disappeared into the night\nThat once was mine