Sound Asleep - Squeeze

Tonight there’s wind

Tonight there’s rain

Tonight I sleep with myself again

I punch the pillow into a mound

With this frustration that I have found

Today I hoped

Today I heard

There’s still no contact

Still no word

I want to hear the front door slam

I want you back to hold my hand

Tonight there’s hope you’ll comfort me

All I can do is wait and see

But my eyes begin to close

As footsteps softly creep

To find me sound asleep

Tonight there’s pain

Tonight there’s fear

Tonight it’s cold now you’re not here

The sound of tyres out in the wet

That’s as close to you as I can get

No turning handle on our front door

The more I hate you I want you more