I would do anything just to feel your skin.
I would do anything to hear you breathe.
Can you tell me where you’re hiding?
I’m addicted to your movement,
I need to hear your voice.
All the things you’ve promised,
All the words you sang in my ear,
Have melted into my denial.
I’m going to believe you’ll come back,
You will walk through my bedroom door,
Tell me you’re sorry once more,
Once more I’ll believe you.
And once more we’ll be happy,
And in love.
In place of reality,
I will wish these thoughts;
As I’m writing them in black and white.
Tell me please, where are you hiding?