Standing on the corner in the rain
Looking up at your window – again
A long time ago – another life and
Though not a boy – barely a man

"Just bring whatever you hope to find"
So, I brought my soul and a bellyful of wine

I want to wake up with you
I want to wake up with you
I want to wake up with you
I want to wake up...

Outside – wind soughing through the leaves
Of silver birch and copper beech
Inside – candle shadows, discarded clothes
Incense curling around the bed posts

Bodies bared – confidences shared
You held my eyes – we longingly stared
We just wanted to get higher
Sleepless – before the fire

I want to wake up with you
I want to wake up with you
I want to wake up with you
I want to wake up...

It was also the year I learned
Summer never really ends
It just moves elsewhere
That falling out of love
With its soul-searching cleanse
Guides us gently into prayer

I got what I wanted but I lost what I had
Nostalgia's got this habit of blowing back
You've got to bring whatever you hope to find
In life – as well as in kind

I want to wake up
I want to wake up
I want to wake up
I want to wake up...