Roy Harper

Once I was anothers lover
Now I am my own
Trying to call myself a brother
Living here alone
Maybe if you came to see me
Wishing I wasnt so blind
Sitting here thinking to be free
Maybe wed all change our mind
She is kind and beautiful
I am young and strong
We have never met each other
But it cant be long
Oft I have slept by her window
Often I whisper her name
And wonder that words in the wind blow
Happy that hers are the same
[ South Africa Lyrics ]