I'm waiting at home
Tending the home fires
Banked against the coldness of broken hearts.

I may not be the man you wanted but hope I'm the one you need ……
When cold winters wind blow
the ages of our years upon us
I'll be the one, I will be the one.

So hasten home
Less sleep and the years
Take me beyond your reach
And I'll not know the beating of my heart
Pressed against yours

Nor the touch of your skin and tears
Mixed with
Intermingling with
The endless wash off wave and tide that
Beats the beat of a pulsars heart
At the end of the universe and time

I'll be the one if you'll be the one
We'll circle round interminably you know
The inexorable pull of loves gravity
Pulling us home
Pulling us home
Again and again
pulling us home.