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.