Snowman
Martina Topley-Bird
Wasn't gonna miss him, I miss him now
Built a fire like I was gone
And now I know
A lonely longing heart
Wait for love
For I feel lifted up
On the tip of your tongue
Even now I listen, I listen hard
The suppliers of higher love
They say "no, no"
Once we wrote it all
And sent it home
For I feel written off
How we're wasting our time
Wasting time
