Watching the city, take me in again
On a drizzling spring night
When the church bells go quiet
And the fresh greens bathe in yellow lights
Have you no recollection?
Of how love would feel like?
I hold your arms as you hold me
A little scared you won’t reach the height
And I don’t want this city to hurt
I have tried, I have tried to carefully fight
A fear that you too, might leave
And the lights won’t ever again, feel bright.
-Al