[glaive, kurtains, glaive & kurtains]
The light, it creeps in
I got the feeling that you're not around (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
That feeling eats me (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
If only briefly, would you come around?
So I'm coming down (I'm coming down)
And I'd love to see ya (I'd love to see ya)
So help me God, help me Jesus
There's joy in greeting
And there's grief in leaving
I couldn't wait another evening
So I'm coming home to you, my dear
Home to make it clear
That I can see it now and I can't live without
Having you right here in Weston-super-Mare
That's where I figured it out
And I'm coming down
I'm coming down (Ooh)
I'm coming down
I'm coming down, I'm coming down
I'm coming down
(I'm coming down)
And I'd love to see ya (I'd love to see ya)
So help me God, help me Jesus
There's joy in greeting
And there's grief in leaving
I couldn't wait another evening
Would you come around?
I'm coming down, baby
I'm coming down, I'm coming down
(I'm coming down)
And I'd love to see ya (I'd love to see ya)
So help me God, help me Jesus
There's joy in greeting
And there's grief in leaving
I couldn't wait another evening
So I'm coming home to you, my dear
Home to make it clear
That I can see it now and I can't live without
Having you right here in Weston-super-Mare
That's where I figured it out
And I'm coming down
I'm coming down (Ooh)
I'm coming down
I'm coming down, I'm coming down—