The Best of Billy: a compilation.

when you're gone (from paradise).

your arms around me it smells like home
like footprints in the virgin snow
you ask when you're gone how will i cope
and the truth is i just don't know

and your eyes to me i see the sunsets
of times of coffee shop bell chimes
the aroma of morning tea sets
and the art of my subtle rhymes

your arms around me, it smells like home
my footprints glow in the virgin snow
and you ask when you're gone how will i cope
i will love you more, so you know

when nights are colder and i'm alone
and your arms aren't around me to take me home
i will make angels in the virgin snow
and wait until i see you, Joe