I toss and turn
yearn and pine
whish and hope
and wait for you

In these night, constantly i move
knowing i won't be truely comfortable
unless lying in this bed next to me, is you
your arms stroking me to sleep

More and more the lust grows within me
longing and waiting
till the day and time you'll stand there and hold me
so that i may sleep that joyous day

For the nights come and go without a blink of my eye
aor a comfort settling over me
because of these fits of passion
waiting and yearning and hoping for you