Your heart

In the summertime wind
In the heart of my home
In the dark of the night
In the way that you might
When our lips were closed
And our words were fuel
Oh my dear, the days were shorter too

But I never got too far
From hoping for your heart
I was praying quietly
For a love that is real
In my heart that hopes
For an evening that heals
But my prayers are words
And my words are whispers
And my whispering mind is just wishing for time

Cause I never got too far
From hoping for your heart
But my darker days are my alibi
When my lonely heart, like the telephone line
Calls your name again
Through the clouds and the smoke
There will be a whisper, will you be my hope?
Cause I never got too far
From hoping for your heart
No, I never get too far
From hoping for your heart.