Lyrics:

(Latimer)

Hotel rooms, sleep eludes me

In this strange life I lead

Occasional friends, likewise lovers

Never wanting what I need





If you could be

Here close to me

I know - love

We were meant for each other

We will love one another

And it won't really matter at all

Who we are





Wake-up calls in the morning

The empty night fades away

You're still there, I'm still faking

Words I always meant to say





Andrew Latimer Guitars, Flute, Lead Vocals, Autoharp

Jan Schelhaas Grand Piano

Kit Watkins Mini Moog, Solina

Colin Bass Bass, Backing Vocals

Andy Ward Drums