Atlantic

I hope all my days will be lit by your face

I hope all the years will hold tight our promises

I don't want to be old and sleep alone

An empty house is not a home

I don't want to be old and feel afraid

I don't want to be old and sleep alone

An empty house is not a home

I don't want to be old and feel afraid

And if I need anything at all

I need a place that's hidden in the deep

Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep

Though all the world is broken

I need a place where I can make my bed

A lover's lap where I can lay my head

Cos now the room is spinning

The day's beginning

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