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)