You threw rocks at my window each and every night
You would whisper poems into the night
"Darling open up the window "
But I knew better then to do such a foolish thing

But one night I was crying and alone I just needed someone to hold me
Your hands were freezing cold
"Finally you open the window"
I shouldn't have I knew better It was such a foolish thing

My mother opened up the door and fell onto the floor screaming at the sky
Why she screamed Why
"She will be at peace soon"
Im glad I opened up the window you see it was death calling for me