I heard it in your voice when your love died, on a telephone connection stretching miles and miles of wire. You said it was over and then cried and cried. You were gone before I said goodbye.
Would you stay just a little, my love? Would you sway just a little, my love? Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up. If you stay just a little, that's enough.
It kills me as I lay awake at night, remembering the last kiss that we shared doesn't feel right. Is it impossible for me to win this fight, keep you a little longer in my life?
Would you stay just a little, my love? Would you sway just a little, my love? Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up. If you stay just a little, that's enough.