Possible Space - Exhibitionist Song

Letter from you
You tell me where you'll go
Hoping that I will be there

You're leaving the house
Wearing the new dress
You think I would like you to wear

Someone's watching you
You hope it is me
And not the man who sent all those flowers

You told me to be here
While you are going home
Right behind the corner
On the windy street

You stand at the window
Eyes closed but hoping to be seen
You wait for me
Wait for me
Standing in your frame

I stand where the wind blows
Quite close but nowhere to be seen
You wait for me
Wait for me
Standing in your frame

Ticket from you
Perfect view
Of the stage
Where you'll be

After the performance
You go through the alley
Am I there
Or is it a thief

If you saw me now
I would turn around
And pretend it never happened

Should you invite me in
I would decline
Making you relieved
Making you disappointed

You stand at the window
Eyes closed but hoping to be seen
You wait for me
Wait for me
Standing in your frame

I stand where the wind blows
Quite close but nowhere to be seen
You wait for me
Wait for me
Standing in your frame

Written by:
Robert Storm

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