COULD BE YOU

No wood on the fireplace
not a single log to burn
an old ragged blanket
on my shoulders
wish it could be you

(...)

it could be you
could be you
i walk to the window
look at trees covered in snow
waitin’ for the sky to turn blue
oh the sun...
guess it could be you
it could be you
could be you
guess it could be you
not a minute’s sleep but i’m dreamin’
tricks played by my mind
turn every warm feeling
into you
turned into you

(...)

[The Unplayable Sofa Guitar]