The hour is very late and I can see you're getting worried
Coffee's finished, candle's low, and soon you'll be asleep
Long walk on the night is chilly and my room is cozy
I've got a feeling you won't be leaving tonight
Never thought to ask you why you really came to see me
Was it just the picture pinned so neatly on the wall?
Candlelight paints shadows of your figure on the ceiling
I've got a feeling you won't be leaving at all
I don't try to fight it baby
I see the lovelight in your eyes
Just hold me tight then baby
You'd see that I'm not tellin' lies
Never thought to ask you why you really came to see me
Was it just the picture pinned so neatly on the wall
Candlelight paints shadows of your figure on the ceiling
I've got a feeling you won't be leaving at all