Heard a siren late last night You must have felt me shiver Shaken by a wave of fright That you calm with a whisper And fear gave way to better things Like a warm summer and sweeter dreams Like a warm spring rain, on a roof above; The way you call my name, when we make love While the world outside my window goes insane You're here to remind me, a few good things remain When living leaves my pride bruised up I'm fragile as a feather The storms of life just won't let up You're like a change of weather When dust settles on my dreams You wash them clean Like a warm spring rain, on a roof above; The way you call my name, when we make love While the world outside my window goes insane You're here to remind me, a few good things remain While the world outside my window goes insane You're here to remind me, a few good things remain You're here to remind me, a few good things remain