I tell you that I'm not gonna cry
As tears run down my cheeks...

I know you're all so busy,
With the demanding lives you endure...

Is sin evil?
Is it wrong...

I didn't really know where to put this one so tell...
You've stolen my heart...

Whisper my name in the dead of night,
Wrap your arms around me and hold me tight...

For your warmth,
For your embrace...

My halo may be crooked
My wings a little bent...

To you I'm just a shadow,
To you I'm only a name...

This is the hand,
That you'll never hold...

Don't tell me I don't love you
Now listen, don't you dare...

I want to know how you feel,
I want to know if we might be real...

This is one I wrote after the Glasgow factory...
It was a cruel cold Tuesday morning...