If I was to stand in a room
That was full of bodies, strangers
Your eyes would be the only thing
That would keep me sane

She sighs as her alarm rings
Because she needs to wake up
And face what today brings
Stirring coffee in a cup

She sighs as she rushes for the bus
Hair a mess, books damp and cold hands
Squeezing next to a stranger, they start to discuss
The bad weather, their favourite bands

She sighs as they trade numbers from phones
A glimpse of sunlight peers through the clouds
She walks to work with continuous groans
The skies are grey, the rain shrouds

She sighs as her phone rings, butterflies in her belly
"Hello?" Her legs turn to jelly..

You came along
Like a drop of rain
On hot pavement

The cold wash I needed
From the hot tears that
Sting
My eyes

In the morning
When I wake up
You are there.

Every single day
I'm so fed up of this world
Grey skies over me

Without hell
there is no heaven

Without hate
there is no love

Without you
there is no us