Texty: Hilary Grist. The Best Prize.

Alone in my room
I can hear the traffic hum in the distance
I'm waiting for you
Don't want to turn the light off 'til you're lying beside me

And though years have passed it only feels like days
Since your dark eyes first looked my way
You're the best prize I've ever won

And though years have passed it only feels like days
Since your dark eyes first looked my way
You're the best prize I've ever won


Now it's getting late
Soon the pale moon will light up my curtains
'Stay awake for me'
You whisper through the phone and I get drowsy

And the last thing we should say we don't have to
I'll leave the door ajar for you