Lyrics:

Slow, listen to the warm
A night is almost gone
and we can listen to the warm.
So touch the fingers of the dawn
till the night is gone
We can listen to the warm.

With love it's either famine our a feast,
You've got to learn to smile at least
And store up pleasures for that rainy day
When love goes away.

Listen to the warm
The night is almost gone
We can listen to the warm

So listen to the warm
Now the night has gone
Come close and listen to the warm.