@ALBUM: No Resemblance Whatsoever

His 15th album, (Giant), September 1995. The second collaboration with Tim Weisberg. The first one being "Twin Sons of Different Mothers, 1978."  Two songs written by Jesse Colin Young, are not included.

@SONG: The Face Of Love

The winds of the heart
They are as fickle as the weather
The winds of the heart
They are as constant as the moon
They blow us apart
And just as quickly turn
And blow us together again
And we don't know how
And we can't say when
No we can't say when

The workings of time
They are the face of love in motion
The workings of time
They are as secret as the sea
It seems such a crime
We should waste our love
Deciding whose fault it should be

We it might be yours
But it might be me
Oh, it might be me

Well, they say that love is jealous
And they say that love is blind
And they say that love is
Always in a hurry
But the face of love's forgiving
And the face of love is kind
And the grace of love is there
For all to find

The winds of the heart
They are as fickle as the weather
The winds of the heart
They are as constant as the moon
They blow us apart
And just as quickly turn
And blow us together again
And we don't know how
And we can't say when
No we can't say when

They say that love is jealous
And they say that love is blind
And they say that love is
Always in a hurry
But the face of love's forgiving
And the face of love is kind
And the grace of love is there
For all to find

Well, they say that love is jealous
And they say that love is blind
And they say that love is
Always in a hurry
But the face of love's forgiving
And the face of love is kind
And the grace of love is there
For all to find

@SONG: Is This Magic

Is it the voice of the whispering sea?
Or is it the way we're dancing?
Is it the way that the moon
Hits your eyes?
Or is this magic?
Or is this magic?

Is it the way that you sway
in my arms?
Or is it the soft winds blowing?
Is it the music that carries us off?
Or is this magic?
Or is this magic?

Close your eyes and drink in
the sweet sad guitar
Close your eyes and drift to
the beat of the moon and the stars

Is it the rush of the surf
that I hear?
Or only our mad hearts beating?
Will this be only a fleeting affair?
Or is this magic?
Or is this magic?

Close your eyes and drink in
the sweet sad guitar
Close your eyes and drift to
the beat of the moon and the stars

Is it the voice of the whispering sea?
Or is it the way we're dancing?
Will this be only a fleeting affair?
Or is this magic?...