I miss your steady rhythm
Your frequent visits
The way you make
My windows cry
The battle to keep out
Even your most tender touch
Consumes most
From door to door
But my feet
But my feet
Damn me, when
I try to escape
Your press upon me
So I wait
Surrendering to your
Gradual embrace
Your press upon me
So I wait
Surrendering to your
Gradual embrace