Honeymoon - Julia Fordham

The honeymoon is over

I look to see what’s left

A pocketful of good reasons

A shot at happiness

That old devil is calling

Alarm bell light is on

Standby in my busy head

In case I might be wrong

And I’m here, I’m here, I’m here aren’t I?

I’m here, I’m here, I’m here aren’t I?

I pinch myself I’m dreaming

Too good to be true

That I’m the girl with everything

And everything to lose

And I’m here, I’m here, I’m here aren’t I?

I’m here, I’m here, I’m here aren’t I?

I’m looking out for something

I might have missed

Who knows what it is?

The honeymoon, the honeymoon

The honeymoon is over

I heed the voice of reason

Like you’re supposed to do

And looking down on everything

I still came back to you

And I’m here, I’m here, I’m here aren’t I?

I’m here, I’m here, I’m here aren’t I?