I feel you love like a punch in the heart
cause everytime your near im back to the start
and time keeps making a mess of me 
im like a rusted old boat lost out at sea
cold wind blows, hard on me
and i hear your ghost calling me,
calling from the warm shore to carry me home, i hear you calling from the warm shore to carry me home
and the wheels keep taking me back to street
where i would press you against the bonet just to feel your heat, where i would press you against the bonet to keep our heat
cold wind blows, hard on me
and i hear your ghost calling me,
calling from the warm shore to carry me home, i hear you calling from the warm shore to carry me home
and i feel you love like a punch in the hear, 
and every time your near im back to the start
and the wheels keep taking me back to your street, 
where i would press you against the bonet just to feel you heat, where i would press you against the bonet just to keep our heat.