Tonight theres wind
Tonight theres rain
Tonight I sleep
With myself again I punch the pillow
Into a mound
With this frustration
That I have found Today I hoped
Today I heard
Theres still no contact
Still no word I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight theres hope youll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep Tonight theres pain
Tonight theres fear
Tonight its cold
Now youre not here The sound of tires
Out in the wet
Thats as close to you
As I can get No turning handle
On our front door
The more I hate you
I want you more I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight theres hope youll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep Tonight theres wind
Tonight theres rain