It’s unfair how the city can sleep.
Despite the thunder and the all the rain.
While I just keep starring.
Wondering if you’re out there
Thinking of me?
Wondering about me?
Even though we’ve yet to meet
Or even share our names.
I wonder love, where are you?
Out there, through the rain.
Tonight, everyone in this lonely city sleeps.
Tucked away, warm and dry.
The thunder cannot touch them,
Wrapped with the one they love best.
Yet here I am,
My eyes strained
Trying to peer through the rain warped window-pane.
Ears buzzed, trying to hear your hearts whisper
Over the crashing waves of thunder.
I hope, my love, that someday soon you’ll come find me
Hear me, see me.
Pick me from among the throbbing hordes of this lonely city.
Call my name from among the thousands.
See my light, in the ocean of stars.
Hear my song from among the world’s symphony.
And harmonize the same.
But, perhaps, that must wait.
Until the clouds roll on, and the rains go by.
For now, let the city sleep,
The lovers love
let the rain caress
And the thunder roar.
I’ll just open that window
And light my cigarette
And breath in that fresh air, at 2am.