Only a picture of you 

all that I have is a picture of you 

and faintly on my clothes 

is the scent 

of the fast fading memory 

of the time I spent with you 



charge the fire cos I'm cold 

I stare at the hand I long to hold 

It's all I wanna do 

is wrap my arms around you 

and take you to a place 

where we're alone