Philip Bailey - Walking On The Chinese Wall

Walking on a Chinese walking on a Chinese Wall Watching for the coins to watching for the coins to fall. Butterfly spread your painted wings from an answer from the Ching. By the stream stretching in the rocks tiger on the mountain-top. Walking on the Chinese Wall watching for the coins to fall. Now the sun is rising in the east looking for my golden fleece. Iv'ry skin scarlet colour deep lips that burn but do not speak. Three misty nights waiting by the shore. May be that my lover comes no more. Red chamber dream from the sky above. Ancient tales of hidden Chinese love. On the Chinese Wall watching for the coins to fall. Blue-red silk burning on my chest go to sleep but not to rest. Stepping stones on the yellow sea dreaming she'll be there for me. Come down the clouds to the sea of flames. From the mountain hear the cry of pain. Red chamber dream from the sky above. Ancient tales of hidden Chinese love. On the Chinese Wall watching for the coins to fall. On the Chinese Wall watching for the coins to fall. On the Chinese Wall - Butterfly spread your wings from an answer from the Ching. Watching for the coins to fall - Blue-red silk on my chest go to sleep but not to rest oh no. Walking on the Chinese Wall - walking on the Chinese Wall - Walking on the Chinese Wall - watching for the coins to fall.