The Storm

If I call you up in the night time
To tell you I just can’t sleep
To tell you I’m thinking about my day
To tell you I feel incomplete
To tell you I’m shiftless, uneasy
It’s hard since you’ve been gone
Would you open your arms and lock me in
So I can weather the storm?

If I call you up in the Dreamtime
And I break through your pattern of sleep
Would I stick in your mind like a portrait
Are the memories something you’d keep
Would you say, I've been longing to see you
Would you look with delight at my form?
Would you open your arms and lock me in
And could you weather the storm?

Oh-oh bad weather
Oh-oh the storm

If I tell you I’m lonely and wasted
It’s not been the same since you’ve gone
I just walk up and down on the pavements
And go to movies alone
Just sit down and gently believe me
For you, just this once I’ll conform
Will you open your arms and lock me in
So we can weather the storm?

1977