Four Walls - Faron Young

Out where the bright lights are glowing

You’re drawn like a moth to a flame

You laugh while the wine’s over-flowing

While I sit and whisper your name

Four walls to hear me

Four walls to see

Four walls too near me

Clo-osing in on me

Sometimes I ask why I’m waiting

But my walls have nothing to say

I’m made for love, not for waiting

But here where you’ve left me, I’ll stay

Four walls to hear me

Four walls to see

Four walls too near me

Clo-osing in on me

One night with you is like heaven

And so, while I’m walking the floor

I’ll listen for steps in the hallway

And wait for your knock on my door

Four walls to hear me

Four walls to see

Four walls too near me

Clo-osing in on me

Clo-osing in on me