The very thought To make me come Over to yours It weighs upon my head And I feel the charge Pull me south To your door I chase the thought across my mind I've got her on my side tonight Bending back for you is fine From distance grown The very moan That in the night Becomes my home Lie awake See you rise All these pieces They come so quiet The very thought To make me come Over to yours It weighs upon my head And I feel the charge Pull me south To your door I chase the thought across my mind I've got her on my side tonight Bending back for you is fine