Mary Black - Frontier

I just can't wait for another Monday to post this song. I discovered Mary Black back in 1993 through a good friend, Nina, and I must say that fell in love with her voice ever since.



If life is a river and your heart is a boat
And just like a water baby, baby born to float
And if life is a wild wind that blows way on high
Then your heart is amelia dying to fly
Heaven knows no frontiers
And Ive seen heaven in your eyes

And if life is a bar room in which we must wait
round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates
Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the deadmen in self addressed crates
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us til the day
When fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its way
Heaven knows no frontiers
And Ive seen heaven in your eyes

If your life is a rough bed of brambles and nails
And your spirits a slave to mans whips and mans jails
Where you thirst and you hunger for justice and right
Then your heart is a pure flame of mans constant night
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us til the day when fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its way
And heaven has its way
When all will harmonise
And know whats in our hearts
The dream will realise

Heaven knows no frontiers
And Ive seen heaven in your eyes
Heaven knows no frontiers
And Ive seen heaven in your eyes