Snowman - Martina Topley-Bird

Wasn’t gonna miss him, I miss him now

Built a fire like I was gone

And now I know

A lonely longing heart

Wait for love

For I feel lifted up

On the tip of your tongue

Even now I listen, I listen hard

The suppliers of higher love

They say «no, no»

Once we wrote it all

And sent it home

For I feel written off

How we’re wasting our time

Wasting time