Your Heart - Andy Shauf

In the summertime wind, in the heart of my home

In the dark of the night, in the way that you might

When our lips were closed and our words were few

In the summertime wind, in the heart of my home

In the dark of the night, in the way that you might

When our lips were closed and our words were few

Oh, my dear, the days were shorter too

But I never got too far

From hoping for your heart

I was praying quietly for a love that is real

In my heart that hopes for an evening that heals

But my prayers are words and my words are whispers

And my whipering mind is just wishing for time

Cause I never got too far

From hoping for your heart

When my darker days are my alibi

When my lonely heart like a telephone line

Calls your name again through the clouds and the smoke

There will be whisper «will you be my own?»

Cause I never got too far

From hoping for your heart

No I never get too far

From hoping for your heart