Verse 1

I left your shawl on the chair

Still warm from your hands

By the black tea cup

And the rain on the glass

Your eyes held the cliff

And the old mountain flame

Now my room feels wide

But it calls your name

Pre-Chorus

If I cross that river

Will you hear me then?

If I bring my heart back

Will you take it in?

Chorus

Come back to me, my dawn

Come back to me, my home