Hand over you, holding for you
Gazing, just gazing
Waking to you, dressing for you
Seasons are changing
Cold wind, kissing me in the morning
While lovers, are kissing in their cars
Cold wind is feeding me the truth
While young girls are longing for the sun
Dreaming of you, being under you
Phasing, just phasing
Healing with you, feeling with you
Gazing. just gazing