You've stolen the sun
You've stolen the fields and the plains
You've stolen the smell of the air when it rains
You've stolen the light
You've stolen the dark
And the trees
And the flight
of the lark.

You've stolen running through the crackling bracken
You've stolen sleeping in a darkening cavern.

You've stolen the fire
You've stolen the peace and the quiet
You've stolen the calm
of a warm summer's night
You've stolen the light
You've stolen the dark
And the trees
And the flight
Of the lark.

You've stolen running through the crackling bracken
You've stolen sleeping in a darkening cavern.

You've stolen my life
The only one that I had
But don't be afraid
we're none of us made really bad
It's the things that you've said
That have made us so terribly sad.

There'll be no more light
There'll be no more dark
No more trees
No more flight
Of the lark

Come a little nearer
Give me a crumb
Come a little nearer
Come come come
Come a little nearer
Give me some fun

Music by Michael Klein ~ Lyrics by Alan Wakeman
Arrangements by Everyone Involved
All words and music copyright © Arcturus Music Ltd. 1972 & 2008