I feel your presence in the air
Through and though I’m on my way
Marching forward till the morrow
I’m almost there, love
No walls can hide you
Because I can sense your quickened heartbeats
Matching in time to the harp of drum
I can see you now
Staring out the glistened window
Down, down your golden hair
Fair skin, gold like wheat
Pale like snow
I’m here below
Call out your name
From tired eyes to lipstick coated teeth
Rouged cheeks, turn to see me leave