(George Campbell - Marvin Moore)
(Four walls too near me, closing in on me)
Out where the bright lights are glowing
You're drawn like a moth to a flame
You laugh while the wine's overflowing
While I sit and whisper your name.
Four walls to hear me, four walls to see
Four walls too near me, closing in on me
Sometimes I ask why I'm waiting
But my walls have nothing to say.
I'm made for love not for waiting
But here where you left me I'll stay
Four walls to hear me, four walls to see
Four walls too near me, closing in on me.
One night with you is like heaven
And so while I'm walking the floor
I listen for steps in the hallway
And wait for your knock on my door.
Four walls to hear me, four walls to see
Four walls too near me, closing in on me.
Closing in on me...