I hope all my days will be lit by your face I hope all the years will hold tight Our promises I don't want to be old and sweep alone An empty house is not a home I don't want to be old and feel afraid I don't want to be old and sweep alone An empty house is not a home I don't want to be old and feel afraid And if I need anything at all I need a place that's hidden in the deep Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep Though the world is broken I need a place where I can make my bed A lover's lap where I can lay my head Cause now the room is spinning The day's beginning *
