Deacon Blue Will We Be Lovers
All my worries
All my care
Is held in check
For you not there
Evening comes
And darkness falls
We sit round
And curtain out
The black night
There is a time
Away
From here
Seasons pass
So quickly come
And steal the days
Your work has done
They leave the fields
So bare and grey
I long to hold
You there and say
It won`t change
There is a time
Away
From here
There is a time
Away
From here
Will we be lovers
Or will we still be
Will we be lovers
Or will we still be
Will we be lovers
Or will we still be
Still be still be
