Four Walls

Wilma Burgess

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Out where the bright lights are glowing you're drawn like a moth to a flame

You laugh while the wine's overflowing while I sit and whisper your name
Four walls to hear me four walls to see
Four walls too near me closing in on me


Sometimes I ask why I'm waiting but these walls have nothing to say

I'm made for love not for haiting so here where you left me I'll stay
One night with you is like heaven and so while I'm walking the floor

I listen for steps in the hallway and wait for your knock on my door

Four walls to hear me...