Out on the balcony, lights shinning up from the city
The city below.
Down in the subway car, steps thunder down from the alleys above
But its just you and me.
I catch your breath, I hold it in my weakening hands.
Protect it from the mists rising from the sewer gates.
Out on the frozen streets, the echo of a thousand feet
Strangers pass by.
Down in dark tunnels, headlights flash [bad word] by
But its just you and me.
I breathe your breath, I fold it in my withering lungs.
I dream it from your lips, form it in well worn shapes.