Lyrics Richard Thompson – Cressida
Text:
Love that holds its breath for fear
Of scaring love away
I rush my lines
I care too deeply
O will she keep me
For idle games
For idle games
I stare into
I stare into
The dying flames
I raise my eyes to see her there
Shining in a daydream
I raise my eyes
I see too much
I know her touch
What her touch would mean
I stare into
I stare into
The dying flames
Album
Richard Thompson – Front Parlour Ballads
Richard Thompson – When We Were Boys At School
Richard Thompson – Should I Betray?
Richard Thompson – A Solitary Life
Richard Thompson – Precious One
Richard Thompson – The Boys Of Mutton Street
Richard Thompson – Row, Boys, Row
Richard Thompson – Cressida
Richard Thompson – My Soul, My Soul
Richard Thompson – How Does Your Garden Grow?
Richard Thompson – Old Thames Side
Richard Thompson – Miss Patsy
Richard Thompson – For Whose Sake?
Richard Thompson – Let It Blow