25/9

Each time I see a crowd of people
Just like a fool,
I stop and stare
It's really not,
The proper thing to do
But maybe you'll be there

I go out walking after midnight
Along the lonely,
Thoroughfare
It's not the time or place
To look,
For you
But maybe you'll be there

You said your arms would always hold me
Said your lips were mine
Alone,
To kiss

Now after all those things you told me
How could it end,
Like this

Someday if all my prayers are answered
I'll hear a footstep,
On the stair

With anxious heart,
I'll hurry to the door
And maybe you'll,

Be there