“Like rain and oblivion; like cries in the night”


There’s wind that blows in from the North
And it says that loving takes this course
Come here, come here
No, I’m not impossible to touch;
I have never wanted you so much
Come here, come here
Have I never laid down by your side?
Baby, let’s forget about this pride
Come here, come here
Well I’m in no hurry,
Don’t have to run away this time
I know you’re timid –
But it’s gonna be alright, this time

Come Here, Kath Bloom


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