Promise

Meet me there
With bundles of flowers
We wait through the hours of cold,winter
She'll howl at the walls
Tearing down doors
Of time,shelter as we go

And promise me this
You'll wait for me only
Scared of the lonely arms
That surface, far below these words

And maybe, just maybe, I'll come home

Who am I darling to You?
Who am I to tell You stories of mine?
Who am I darling for You?
Who am I to be Your burden in time?lonely.
Who am I to You?
Who am I darling for You?
Who am I to be Your burden?
I come alone here.