Begging's Not My Business

BEGGING’S NOT MY BUSINESS

Late at night comes a feeling

That dreams can never fulfil

You say ‘I love you’ isn’t stealing

But the word can make the world stand still

If you’re still here tomorrow

I’ll go and fetch some wood

I’ll cry for all your sorrows

I’ll cry for all your good

The place we have in this moment

Two hearts here intertwined

You say we need some weeding

That all we have are vines

Tomorrow it’s Christmas

I promise I’ll be good

I know that it’s just feelings

The ones once understood

Tomorrow it’s Christmas

Just listen to the fire

I beg for some forgiveness

I’m preaching to the choir