Jasmine
It ain't hard for me to tell you I love you
It ain't hard for me to know where I stand
I'm at the center of your storm
Where it's quiet and it's calm
And there ain't a lick of rain or howling wind
But that ain't all that I want from you, babe
I need shelter when the rain begins to fall
Sweet smell of jasmine when it's gone
Something to keep me holding on
When the night is dark and thunder starts to roll
So here is hoping revelation comes
Whatever you been waiting on
Finds you when you need it the most
Because chasing down your demons
Ain't the kind of love I'm needing
It feels more like living with a ghost
Well ain't it hard to see through all the anger
All the tired in your eyes born of regret
Or of wishing on a star
Standing cold out in the yard
When you ought to be holding me in bed
So here is hoping revelation comes
Whatever you been waiting on
Finds you when you need it the most
Because chasing down your demons
Ain't the kind of love I'm needing
It feels more like living with a ghost
Do you remember on that hillside
Where the peaches fell like leaves?
Far too many there for anyone to eat
We were simple in the sunshine
There was no such thing as time
Only you and I, the fruit that filled our cheeks
So here is hoping revelation comes
Whatever you been waiting on
Finds you when you need it the most
Because chasing down your demons
Ain't the kind of love I'm needing
It feels more like living with a ghost
It ain't hard for me to know where I stand
I'm at the center of your storm
Where it's quiet and it's calm
And there ain't a lick of rain or howling wind
But that ain't all that I want from you, babe
I need shelter when the rain begins to fall
Sweet smell of jasmine when it's gone
Something to keep me holding on
When the night is dark and thunder starts to roll
So here is hoping revelation comes
Whatever you been waiting on
Finds you when you need it the most
Because chasing down your demons
Ain't the kind of love I'm needing
It feels more like living with a ghost
Well ain't it hard to see through all the anger
All the tired in your eyes born of regret
Or of wishing on a star
Standing cold out in the yard
When you ought to be holding me in bed
So here is hoping revelation comes
Whatever you been waiting on
Finds you when you need it the most
Because chasing down your demons
Ain't the kind of love I'm needing
It feels more like living with a ghost
Do you remember on that hillside
Where the peaches fell like leaves?
Far too many there for anyone to eat
We were simple in the sunshine
There was no such thing as time
Only you and I, the fruit that filled our cheeks
So here is hoping revelation comes
Whatever you been waiting on
Finds you when you need it the most
Because chasing down your demons
Ain't the kind of love I'm needing
It feels more like living with a ghost
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Writer(s): Philip Cramer
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