Back to Your Heart

Rain on my skin, cold autumn air,
Your voice keeps calling like you are there.
I touch the window and say your name, now,
Every morning feels just the same.
Back to your heart, back to your fire, back in your arms,
My one desire.
No other feeling loves this deep,
Every memory kills my sleep.
Back to your heart, back to your fire, back in your arms,
My one desire.