Listen to the Warm

Soft, listen to the warm

A night is almost gone

We can listen to the warm

Soft, touch the fingers of the dawn

'Til the edge of dawn

We can listen to the warm

With love, it's either famine or a feast

You've got to learn to smile at least

And store up pleasures for that rainy day

When love goes away, then soar

Listen to the warm

Now the night is gone

We can listen to the warm

Soft, listen to the warm

And now the night is gone

Come close and listen to the warm