Four Walls
Marvin Moore, George Campbell
Out where the bright lights are glowing
You're drawn like a moth to a flame
You laugh while the wine's overflowing
While I sit and whisper your name
Sometimes I ask while waiting
But my walls have nothing to say
I'm made for love not for hating
Here's where you left me I'll stay
One night with you is like heaven
And so while I'm walking the floor
I wait for your foot steps in the hallway
I wait for your knock on my door
Four walls to hear me
Four walls to see
Four walls to surround me
Closing in on me