Apart from the draught all I want is for you to come
To the window any window
Look through and see me
Waiting and wondering where you might be.
Some nights the draft is so cold
I wonder how I might survive
Should you decide to give up on me
Leave me to the elements to freeze or fry.
Yesterday there was a moment when I left you near
The air moved and I’m sure it was your spirit
The sensation of your caress upon my neck
Set my heart aflutter, can you stop by and do it again?