Come here | Kate Bloom

There’s wind that blows in from the north. 
And it says that loving takes this course. 
Come here. Come here. 
No I’m not impossible to touch I have never wanted you so much. 
Come here. Come here. 
Have I never laid down by your side. 
Baby, let’s forget about this pride. 
Come here. Come here. 
Well I’m in no hurry. Don’t have to run away this time. 
I know you’re timid. 
But it’s gonna be all right this time.