you can hum it all you like
you can sing it in your mic
but you can't be in love without showing it.

you can write it on a page
but you'll forget the phrase.
cos you can't sing of love without knowing it.

when are you gonna come home.
i know your secrets, i know your songs.
when will the fever break.
i feel the winds about to change.

you can leave it on your phone
you can call it all night long.
but you can't be in love without showing it.
you can rule the radio
front the rolling stone.
but you can't sing of love without knowing it.

when are you gonna come home.
i know your secrets, i know your songs.
when will the fever break.
i feel the winds about to change.

and all you thought that you once knew.
you've lost your way your sense of truth.

your heart's been crushed
you forgot love.
coming home.

and all you thought that you once knew.
you've lost your way your sense of truth.
take off your coat and wipe your shoes.
i'm calling you ­ no more excuses.

your heart's been crushed
you forgot love.

i want to be with you when the nighttime is over.
i want to be with you when the morning is coming.
i want to be with you when the winter is over.
i want to be with you when the springtime is coming.
i want to be with you when this lifetime is over.
i want to be with you when this morning is coming.
i want to be where you are