do you hear me when i call out your name;

do you hear me when i call out your name

when i am singing the song to your heart

late at night when the world is asleep?

i fervently hope you will hear the notes

that dance inside my mind

and i can barely speak when i see you sneak

right past my window blinds.

i will follow the trails you leave behind

like birds on breadcrumbs in hansel and gretel

to simply have the chance to glimpse.

and this sad obsession will drive me to the brink

until you hear me call out your name

and listen to your heart's song

that which i sing.