Young Guest (feat. Lucie Hill)

Young Guest

Written by Lucie Hill/Eden Spence

I want to welcome the darkest night

And winter, whatever she brings 

I want to welcome this younger guest

And love her whatever she sings 

It might not be today 

It might not be tomorrow 

The death of the cloud is the birth of the rain

I’m not afraid I know I’ll see you again 

Somewhere on a platform, somewhere on the street 

Hiding in the silhouette of a sycamore tree

Of a sycamore tree

I want to float in the clouds again

They carry me wherever you go

I want you to know that I have changed

Like the wind, the falling rain 

It might not be today 

It might not be tomorrow 

The death of the cloud is the birth of the rain

I’m not afraid I know I’ll see you again 

Somewhere on a platform, somewhere on the street 

Hiding in the silhouette of a sycamore tree

It might not be today 

It might not be tomorrow 

I’ll welcome (tomorrow)

This young guest

And love her (tomorrow)

The death of the cloud is the birth of the rain

I’m not afraid I know I’ll see you again 

Somewhere on a platform, somewhere on the street 

Hiding in the silhouette of a sycamore tree