Erik Janson Another Lonely Night
Watching the sun
come up again,
I want you to know—
You are inside
these words that I write,
all of these nights,
line by line.
And the summer night
is filled with a rain,
that will not put
my worried mind at ease.
In the morning light
my only thought is you,
as I’m walking through the station
I can feel—
That a city sleeps in you,
a million lights come into view,
but they mean nothing, no nothing,
if I’m losing you.
Will you wake me from this dream?
Can you show me what is real?
I’m giving you something, my lovin’—
When I keep believing
that you’ll save me
from another lonely night.
Caught in a hold
that’s gripping my soul,
look in my eyes—
And you will see
just what I mean;
I come undone
waiting for you.
And the summer night
is filled with a rain,
that will not put
my worried mind at ease.
In the morning light
my only thought is you,
as I’m walking through the station
I can feel—
That a city sleeps in you,
a million lights come into view,
but they mean nothing, no nothing,
if I’m losing you.
Will you wake me from this dream?
Can you show me what is real?
I’m giving you something, my loving—
When I keep believing
that you’ll save me
from another lonely night.
