Texty: Hilary Grist. On My Way.

Sun's still beating down on your windowpane
If I were leaving wouldn't that be a shame?
I'm wanting something I can't take
If I don't get it will I be on my way?

My heart is beating faster than I can admit
I need a favour if you would only submit
We've started something I can almost taste
Can't wait much longer or I'll be on my way

Don't think I want a lifetime
I just need an hour
Throw your arms around me

We'll be on our way
We'll be on our way

Oh blood is beating down through my fingertips
As I reach them up to touch your lips
Don't mean to bother but tell me today
Well do you want me... to be on my way?
On my way
On my way