MELINDA (MORE OR LESS)
(Written by Sonja Linwood)
Curved Air


Lovely lady, falling, laughing down the glory of a rainbow,
Lovely lady, reaching, crying for the comfort of the day-glow,
Melinda, more or less, Melinda, more or less, in dreams.

But if and when she wakes again she knows it all begins again,
Sleeping, waking, rising, falling, dumb but calling out to deafened friends,
That's how it ends, Melinda, more or less, in dreams.
Melinda, more or less, Melinda, more or less, in dreams.

Fade, Melinda, fade into fantasy,
Tell them you won't be played like any other instrument of fate, 
Fade, Melinda, fade into your fantasy,
Tell them you're not prepared to wait for your dream of the end,
Melinda, more or less, in dreams.

Lovely lady, falling, laughing down the glory of a rainbow,
Lovely lady, reaching, screaming for the comfort of the day-glow,
Melinda, more or less, Melinda, more or less, in dreams.