Enduring Love

Through your window at night, I watch you change in the light

And your siloutte dances like a film in black and white, then you sleep, I sneak so quietly

Into your room, in the dark, To cut a lock of your

Hair, Though my name, are words you've never spoken

It's always me peeking in when you leave your door open

You are the honey to my bee

And you can be with anyone you want but

Baby it had better be me

Open your door, and let me in no use strugglin

Would you keep the thunder from crashing in a storm

Or the red rays from waking with the morn

Would you keep a tiger from his prey or the fall from the rain?