Only Trust Your Heart - Houston Person, Rhoda Scott

Talking by the pool of light, language from America

She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd

They are not a melting pot, say no, say no tapestry

She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd

She takes his hand and she says you’ll stay

She’s lost in the crowd

King

Wire them up, fire them up

The life and times, the art and talk

Wire them up, fire them up

The life and times, the art and talk

Lovers run camp Africa, Bars in town are civilised

She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd

Panorama, Citylife

Youth’s dance proud from the waist down

She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd

Shot from where the action is, a rhapsody in black and blue

She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd

Love lies under western eyes, powerful yet transient

She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd