Warm One

The bars all seem empty now

And foreign faces buzz around me in a blur

My feet are so weary

Words have run dry

I can't find you here

I search but no one comes near

I long to hear your voice

And know I am your favourite choice

My warm one

My warm one

The days seem much longer now

And still dark nights fall heavy to the ground

All day my thoughts walk silently

In dreams I cry out loud

How I want you here

I search but no one comes near

I long to hear your voice

And know I am your favourite choice

My warm one

My warm one

With that fiery look

Into the room you walk

I hear your tender voice

And know I am your favourite choice

My warm one

My warm one