Virginia\'s Creeper
You turn the lights on and drop your purse on the floor
And glide like an angel into your dining room
I know the day was long and hard
You pour your self a spot of wine to clear the gloom
You kick your pants off on the floor
You seem to be dancing when you walk
Your telephone rings and you jump out your seat
I hear your sweet subtle voice through the walls when you talk
You hang up your phone and crawl on your bed
You turn your tv on but you don\'t ever watch it
You drift into dreams, what I\'d give to be your pillow
The remote slipped out your hand and you dropped it
I\'ve only ever just watched, craving to be by your side
I\'m always just through your window
Waiting and learning what I need
To go up and meet you
What would it take for you to feel me out here and let me in
Because I\'m In love with you and only falling deeper
Your my sweet beautiful Virginia
And I\'m your hopeless romantic weed, the Creeper
LukeCoomer ©