Tell
me stories steeped in sunlight
Bring me in from this rain
Old glory still washed when I'm feeling this way
Office windows lit in silence Held in their shadowy frames
Where secretaries trade tales of spring holidays
And for a while they dream of the sun On far far shores,
the waiters clutch straws
Hope they'll come back again Will they ever come back again?
You need water when you're thirsty You need warmth when you're cold
You keep your love on lead And you keep on keeping hold
Don't close your eyes,
the night is so young Stay for a while,
show me the love
It's bringing me back again Keeps on bringing me back again