Maria Taylor - My Favorite Love lyrics

It's the chill in the hollow of my bones That's making my hands numb And the sound of the windmill But you won't tell me now where it's from And solitude's sounds are making my eyes weep And tossing and turning I can't make my mind sleep And getting worked up from people I just meet And this is the reason, I think It's the ending of Careless wants But you are my favorite... love Can we map the succession, the fever, depression, the bad weeks It was right in the quarter But left by the river where we'd meet. And solitude's sounds are making my eyes weep And tossing and turning I can't make my mind sleep And getting worked up from people I just meet And this is the reason, I think It's the ending of Careless wants But you are my favorite... love It's the ending of Careless wants But you are my favorite... love