Cold Tired and Hungry

The Summer months are over There's no warmth coming from the stars An Icy spear of loneliness enters my heart Dear Lord, It's cold Please send a spirit for me To warm up my heart and keep me from the night You breathe the same air as me I'll hold you, you keep me warm Who cares what I might say Lord cos I'm Cold Tired and Hungry, I'm making plans for you As I lie here half naked Under your eyes With them running overhead The terror in the skies And my feeble arms of flesh and bone fall for the night The evil cold awaits my company You breathe the same air as me I'll hold you, you keep me warm Who cares what I might say Lord cos I'm Cold Tired and Hungry, I'm making plans for you