Begging’s Not My Business

Late at night comes a feeling
That dreams can never fulfil
You say ‘I love you’ isn't stealing
But the word can make the world stand still

If you’re still here tomorrow
I’ll go and fetch some wood
I’ll cry for all your sorrows
I’ll cry for all your good

The place we have in this moment
Two hearts here intertwined
You say we need some weeding
That all we have are vines

Tomorrow it’s Christmas
I promise I’ll be good
I know that it’s just feelings
The ones once understood

Tomorrow it’s Christmas
Just listen to the fire
I beg for some forgivеness
I’m preaching to the choir