Harm (Live at Hallett Studios)

Here we are In silent times I hear the sound inside your lies Your touch has gone Cold to the bone But your warming grace is all I know So come on home to me And make everything alright Because I won't be fine without you tonight There you go In finer times Never thought my lows could be your highs My words are slurred I'm stoned again All wanted was just some bliss All I got was this short hand So come on home to me And make everything alright Because I won't be fine without you tonight No So come on home to me And make everything alright Because I won't be fine without you tonight No, I won't be fine without you tonight No, I won't be fine without you tonight