I heard it in your voice when your love died,
on a telephone connection stretching miles and miles of wire.
You said it was over and then cried and cried.
You were gone before I said goodbye.

Would you stay just a little, my love?
Would you sway just a little, my love?
Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up.
If you stay just a little, that's enough.

It kills me as I lay awake at night,
remembering the last kiss that we shared doesn't feel right.
Is it impossible for me to win this fight,
keep you a little longer in my life?

Would you stay just a little, my love?
Would you sway just a little, my love?
Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up.
If you stay just a little, that's enough.