Name: Every Waking Hour
Duration: P00H04M46S
Description: Another song about unrequited love - me attempting to sing like Jon Redfern

Every Waking Hour

from Only The Missile by Robin Grey

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Another song about unrequited love - me attempting to sing like Jon Redfern

lyrics

So here is confusion now;
I didn’t mean to invite him here
And now he just won’t leave.

But we’ve been here time before
And once again we will do battle in
The corners of my mind

And every waking hour I think of you.

Wave the flag, I will hear him out
'Cos he’s got a lot to say
And I know that I ought to listen more.

And it’s been a week of weeks
'Cos I have been patching up my heart again
With these autumn leaves

And every waking hour I think of you.

The wind dances round outside,
The leaves do an autumn waltz
And winter is now snapping at our heels.

My heart it is blown about –
I cannot find a place to keep it safe from harm

And every waking hour I think of you

So here is confusion now;
I didn’t mean to invite him here
But as a friend he leaves.

And with him may go some dreams,
Something’s I may never say,
And some feelings that I may not feel again,

But every waking hour I think of you.