when the night is cold and my arms want something to hold, I think of you when the rain falling I hear you calling to me, I think of you I think of you every minute, I lie awake each lonely night I think of you yeah that day you walked away, and out of my sight but now my arms just long to hold you like they used to do before but I'm a broken man now you don't love me no more
when the night is cold and my arms want someone to hold, I think of you when the rain is falling I hear you calling to me, I think of you
