Jacobs-Burnham
It came without warning and not even a sound
A new kind of longing has brought me around
Lately that night when asleep by the wall
I wonder if she thinks of me best of all.
No kind of rest without dreams any more
When the big sun glows, you can find me on the floor
Then I dress up warm and go out in the rain.
Lately that night when asleep by the wall
I wonder if she thinks of me best of all.
No kind of rest without dreams any more
When the big sun glows, you can find me on the floor
Then I dress up warm and go out in the rain.
It came without warning and not even a sound
A new kind of longing has brought me around
Lately that night when asleep by the wall
I wonder if she thinks of me best of all.
No kind of rest without dreams any more
When the big sun glows, you can find me on the floor
Then I dress up warm and go out in the rain.