The bars all seem empty now Foreign faces all blur around me now My feet are so weary Words have run dry I can't find you here, I search but no one comes near I long to hear your voice And know I am your favourite choice My warm one My warm one The days seem much longer now Still dark nights fall heavy to the ground All day my thoughts walked silently In dreams I cry out loud How I want you here, I search but no one comes near I long to hear your voice And know I am your favourite choice My warm one My warm one With that firey look, Into the room you walked I hear your tender voice And know I am your favourite choice My warm one My warm one