Frank Hamilton - The Birds (4am)

4am and the birds are singing songs that I don't know
But I don't wanna sleep until you come home
Wide awake for days I'm easting breakfast on my own
Running out of milk and running out of hope

And it's a long walk home from here
Coz Im a long way down your street
Where the signposts aren't so clear
I'm thinking on my feet, I'm thinking on my feet

I want your love again
I want your love again
Won't fuck this up again, I swear
I want your love again

Early afternoon and I've been running round for days
Trying to get a grip and go my own way
But everything's a mess and I can only sing the blues
What I wouldn't give for yesterdays news

And it's a long walk back from here
Coz Im a long way down your street
Where the signposts aren't so clear
I'm thinking on my feet, I'm thinking on my feet

I want your love again
I want your love again
Won't fuck this up again
Won't fuck this up again, I swear
I want your love again

You're the one that I want (repeated)

4am and the birds are singing songs that I don't know
But I'm not gonna sleep until you come home