I dream of doing nothing
Together
And i wish i was sitting next to you
Saying nothing
When there was nothing to be said at all
At all
This place is so wide-open
The wind chills to the bone
The wind is the sound of you crying
Of all those ever alone
I'd rather feel the pain
And spend time licking my wounds
Then to have to know what it's like to live without you
Without you here
I'm longing to be
Your victim of
Circumstance
(circumstance)
And now at least i know you
(written by ian murray)