I wait for you, out in the cold.
There's people aroung, yet no one to hold.
Standing out, in the dark autumn night.
I pray to God, that they will not fight.
As you arrive, you come nearer and near.
I've been waiting for you, now you're finally here.
As I stand in the crowd, the voices are loud.
Yet you look in my eyes. They're dark like the skys.
Your arms are wraped around my waist.
As I look up, we're face to face.
Your face is soft, your eyes are dark.
We sit here in the crowd, where the voices are loud.
But when our lips finally meet, the voices are silenced.
So calm, and so sweet.
