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 sleep 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 sleep 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 all the world is broken I need a place where I can make my bed A lover’s lap where I can lay my head Because now the room is spinning The day is beginning