A Few Good Things Remain

I heard a siren late last night, you must have felt me shiver Shaken by a wave of fright, that you calm with a whisper And fear gave way to better things Like a warm summer and sweeter dreams Like a warm spring rain on a roof above The way you call my name when we make love While the world outside my window goes insane You're here to remind me, a few good things remain When living leaves my pride bruised up, I'm fragile as a feather The storms of life just won't let up, you're like a change of weather When dust settles on my dreams, you wash them clean Like a warm spring rain on a roof above The way you call my name when we make love While the world outside my window goes insane You're here to remind me, a few good things remain While the world outside my window goes insane You're here to remind me, a few good things remain You're here to remind me, a few good things remain