A rainy day at dusk
Pitter-patter of the drops of rain
Mia sings in the back ground
And through the rain trail on my window
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or was it my fantasy.

I wasn’t looking
But somehow I saw you.
It was always there at the corner
I get the strangest feeling
When they say your name
Even when its not you they are calling for

You pluck on me like strings to a guitar
But now my nerves are wound too tight
Snapping with pain on the one who plays me
I wish you’d hold me in your arms and play me
For my song will only be played by you
Nobody does it better.

I wear you on my skin as you undress my mind
I tell myself “just breathe”
But I cant get out of you.