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Keeping the Love Alive (The Marshall Tucker Band) · Keeping Our Love Warm (Captain & Tennille) · Keeping Our Love Warm (Captain & Tennille) · Caravan of Love: The Best of Isley Jasper Isley (Isley Jasper Isley) · Broadway's Closer to Sunset Blvd./Caravan of Love/Different Drummer (Isley Jasper Isley) · Caravan of Love (Marvin Isley) · Keeping (Emily Saxe) · Keeping Tradition (Dee Dee Bridgewater) · Keeping Time (Paul Jabara) · Keeping the Faith (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are bursting
down beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are
down beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are
beside me here beneath the blue
My dream of love is coming true
Within our desert caravan!
need to give, I need to live
For the world is slowly turning
And the lights of love are burning in my eyes

Caravans, oh my soul is on the run
been worried, puzzled, surrounded by your trouble
But I'm keeping my faith in you

We all cried when your first bow was taken
No one could be prouder
take a stand 
Join the caravan of love 
(Stand up) stand up 
Stand up 

I'm your brother 
I'm your brother don't you know 
She's my sister 
She's
Desert shadows creep across purple sands
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans

There, silhouetted under and eastern star
I see my long lost
live I will be remade
 The sand is like a razor
 Slashing at my face
 Everyone's in panic but you can't see any place
 It's a sand storm, taken by
need to give
I need to live
For the world is slowly turning
And the lights of love are burning in my eyes

Caravans
Oh my soul is on the run
take a stand 
Join the caravan of love 
(Stand up) stand up 
Stand up 

I'm your brother 
I'm your brother don't you know 
She's my sister 
She's
park

Never keep
a good one down

Early years
were a dreadnought
Waiting to tread board
And my work 
down the pan
Hanging around
By the back
got to move on up)
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on

Some years back I remember
Still in my mind so well
My mama made this ?
And I
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
to soul
They stole the dreams
Of the children
By distorting what love means

Watching over
Keeping watch
Watching over
Keeping watch
Watching over
to soul
They stole the dreams
Of the children
By distorting what love means

Watching over
Keeping watch
Watching over
Keeping watch
Watching over
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.

There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long