06 Chris de Burgh - The Candlestick (The Hands of Man)

She moved through the fair with a smile in her eyes So pure and graceful and free And caught the attention of one who was there A Candlestick-maker, he Handsome and young, a craftsman fine Smitten by her that day And so then he wrote down a poem for her that would say “Take me in your hands tonight Come through the parlour by candlelight With thee I will wait this night Chase away shadows and stay ’til the morning is nigh“ But the journey of love is a rocky road And comes with many a spill He wooed and pursued her for more than a year And then she said I will He made her a gift of a candlestick On their wedding day And written in silver around in the words, that did say “Take me in your hands tonight Come through the parlour by candlelight With thee I will wait this night Chase away shadows and stay ’til the morning is nigh“ That candlestick was so much loved and admired But hundreds of years would go by ’Twas there in an old Curiosity shop I found it, forgotten by time Blacke