Fire at Midnight

[Verse 1] I believe in fires at midnight When the dogs have all been fed A golden toddy on the mantle A broken gun beneath the bed [Verse 2] Silken mist outside the window Frogs and newts slip in the dark Too much hurry ruins a body I'll sit easy, fan the spark [Chorus] Kindled by the dying embers Of another working day Go upstairs, take off your makeup Fold your clothes neatly away Me, I'll sit and write this love song As I all too seldom do Build a little fire this midnight It's good to be back home with you [Chorus] It's good to be back home with you, back home with you It's good to be back home with you Home with you, with you