Cold on a Friday afternoon You're on the other side of the room Even with the fire going strong It's chilly when I think about us Living all alone If I thought a million bucks Could make you want to just stand up And walk into my love like before I'd rob a rich mans diamond mine And make you be my valentine Say the word and I'll be come A thief Voice in the wind sings through the trees Reminds me of the nights together, you and me As we sit parted listening to the wind I think of you and hope you'll want me Once again