Howard Jones. Learning How to Love. Zeneszám
Creeping through your bedroom door
Just after all the lights go out
Feeling the warmth of your body
And the sweetness of your mouth
Set the alarm again for 5 a.m.
Uneasy sleep will soon be following
Creeping back to my own bed again
I will see you in our uneasy morning
Learning how to love
Learning how to love
Learning how to love
Learn how to love
Sitting down at breakfast time
A silence always fills the air
Many things that should be said
Are ending in a vacant stare
And they know just what is going on
But make us feel like we are criminals
Our only wish is learning how to love
Just a small word would make us feel its natural
Set the alarm again for 5 a.m.
Uneasy sleep will soon be following
Creeping back to my own bed again
I will see you in our uneasy morning
Just after all the lights go out
Feeling the warmth of your body
And the sweetness of your mouth
Set the alarm again for 5 a.m.
Uneasy sleep will soon be following
Creeping back to my own bed again
I will see you in our uneasy morning
Learning how to love
Learning how to love
Learning how to love
Learn how to love
Sitting down at breakfast time
A silence always fills the air
Many things that should be said
Are ending in a vacant stare
And they know just what is going on
But make us feel like we are criminals
Our only wish is learning how to love
Just a small word would make us feel its natural
Set the alarm again for 5 a.m.
Uneasy sleep will soon be following
Creeping back to my own bed again
I will see you in our uneasy morning
Jones Howard
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