Oh, mmm...
Listen to me, gift.
Yeah.
The rain is tapping on the window pane,
We’re spinning wheels in the same old game.
I watch the shadows dance across the floor,
Wondering what we are fighting for.
I only want the simple things tonight,
To hold you close beneath the fading light.
We lose our way in every little word,
But let our silent hearts at last be heard.
Give me peace, gift, give me love,
That's all I'm really dreaming of.
I am not asking for too much,
Just the healing of your touch.
Oh, gift, we don't have to fall apart,
Not every correction has to break a heart.
No, not every correction leads to divorce,
We can steer this love back on its course.
Mmm, yeah.
You look away when I begin to speak,
The walls we built are making us so weak.
A little guidance shouldn't mean the end,
I need my lover, and I need my friend.
There is a grace in learning how to bend,
Before the bitter winds begin to send
Us drifting far into the cold alone,
Turning a golden palace into stone.
Give me peace, gift, give me love,
That's all I'm really dreaming of.
I am not asking for too much,
Just the healing of your touch.
Oh, gift, we don't have to fall apart,
Not every correction has to break a heart.
No, not every correction leads to divorce,
We can steer this love back on its course.
We've got the music, we've got the key,
To unlock the door to what we used to be.
So don't pack your bags when the storm rolls in,
That's when the real devotion should begin.
Oh, gift, look at me now,
We can survive this storm somehow.
Yes, we can, oh, mmm.
Let’s dim the lights and let the piano play,
And wash the anger of the week away.
A gentle word to keep us on the track,
Is only meant to bring the sweet days back.
So take my hand and let the tension slide,
There is no room for foolish, stubborn pride.
Give me peace, Michael, give me love,
That's all I'm really dreaming of.
I am not asking for too much,
Just the healing of your touch.
Oh, gift, we don't have to fall apart,
Not every correction has to break a heart.
No, not every correction leads to divorce,
We can steer this love back on its course.
Just give me peace, gift.
Give me love.
That's right, just love.
Not every correction leads to divorce.
Let's stay, gift.
Mmm, yeah.
Oh...