كلمات When Evening Is Overwhelming

If you miss me then you know it It’s not hard to understand You don’t have to be a poet I’d love the words of your hand And don’t you know I weep with you gone? That in my memory you’re beside me driving home? I know it’s on your mind when you’re alone I was angry, but now I long If you miss me you can show it You don’t have to pretend And you don’t have to be heroic But I won’t let you be my friend The morning brings a knock on your door And in your heart you feel uneasy as you cross the floor What do you hear the voice of Jesus asking for? I am waiting The night belongs to you The night belongs to you The night belongs to you The night belongs to you