Four Weeks
- RB

I'm tired and cold
I can't sleep
Many things went through
His head this week
One of those things
Broke my heart
He said it would be easier
If we were apart
His head, he said
Was struggling to cope
With me, said he
There was no hope
I'm tired and cold
I've lost my dreams
I've got to give him some time
It seems


© 25th February 2001