Sitting up in bed again,
listening to a crying sky
Watching the water snake my windows
And blurr the passerby
Missing the shape of you, B A B Y,
so easily wrapped around mine.
I remember how we ran together like rain
rolling easy off my back
smack smack CRACK
naught lost in what we lack.
I remember you reading to me, B A B Y,
reading the lines of your face.
I'm draped in lace and lonely B A B Y,
kicking up words about my place.
Waiting for some vision trick,
to save my bed from all this space.