listen for you

i can tell it's been a while

since you've been at my place

the plants are in a fade

your pillow's not the same

and in the morning

your old bowls are put away

oh

what a thing to hate

whenever you're not with me

is it a distant dream?

hearing you calling me

coming in from the night

guess i'm not sleeping right

i'm just tired

and listening for you

and listening for you

easy to let in the chilly air of solitude

whenever you're away

what else is there to do?

and i realize that love can never fade

if you water it the same as the plants whose care you take

is it a distant dream?

hearing you calling me

coming in from the night

guess i'm not sleeping right

i'm just tired

and listening for you

and listening for you