[Jeff Buckley] Lover, you should have come over [Jamie Cullum]

Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners,
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water.
Maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you'll never know.

I'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it.
Where are you tonight, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on and too old to break free and run.

Sometimes a man he gets carried away,
when he feels like he should be having his fun.
And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done
Cause sometimes a man must awake to find
that really he has no one.

So I'll wait for you and I'll burn.
Will I ever see your sweet return,
Oh will I ever learn...
Oh lover, you should've come over
Cause it's not too late.

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in.
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him.
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that won't ever come.