[ Featuring Jeff Buckley, Jean-Pierre Ferrand ]
Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
Maybe I'm too old to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
Broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, girl you know how much I need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
Much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no-one
So I'll wait for you and I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Oh, Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that won't ever come
It's never over
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over
All my riches for your smiles when I slept so soft against you
It's never over
All my blood for the sweetness of your laughter
It's never over
You're the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
But maybe I'm just too old
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh...
Lover, you should've come over
I feel too young to hold on
And I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb and blind to see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, my love I'm waiting for you
Lover, you should've come over
It's not too late
