As if we were just old friends;
you'd ask,
How are you baby?

and I would reply:
It won't stop raining.

You'd want to know
if time ever mends?

and I'd tell you:
that time alone,
brought Babylon
to her knees.

Then you'd ask if maybe,
I missed the fever
that came with the North wind?

and although I've missed it greatly,
I'll answer plainly,
that I no longer care
for such silly sins.