Will We Be Lovers - Deacon Blue

All my worries

All my care

Is held in check

For you not there

Evening comes

And darkness falls

We sit round

And curtain out

The black night

There is a time

Away

From here

Seasons pass

So quickly come

And steal the days

Your work has done

They leave the fields

So bare and grey

I long to hold

You there and say

It won’t change

There is a time

Away

From here

There is a time

Away

From here

Will we be lovers

Or will we still be

Will we be lovers

Or will we still be

Will we be lovers

Or will we still be

Still be still be