A Few Good Things Remain

I heard a siren late last night

You must have felt me shiver

Shaken by a wave of fright

That you calm with a whisper

And fear gave way to better things

And sweeter dreams

Like a warm spring rain on the roof above

The way you call my name when we make love

While the world outside my window goes insane

You're here to remind me a few good things remain

When livin' leaves my pride bruised up

I'm fragile as a feather

The storms of life just won't let up

You're like a change of weather

When dust settles on my dreams

You wash them clean

Like a warm spring rain on the roof above

The way you call my name when we make love

While the world outside my window goes insane

You're here to remind me a few good things remain

While the world outside my window goes insane

You're here to remind me a few good things remain

You're here to remind me a few good things remain