Underneath the Awning at the Edge of That Cafe

We ran for the train
Your raincoat
A crow in flight
Soaring

We ran from the rain
Your suitcase
A leather world
Of treasures

Now never the same
So breathless
We barely spoke
Such passion

You pulled me up the stairs
And the ground flew away
Embracing as the train was leaving
On that fateful day
Your heartbeat
My heartbeat
You spoke my name
Your hand brushed my arm
Underneath the awning
At the edge of that cafe
Your heartbeat
My heartbeat
I am on fire
Enfold me

To beg, beseech
To ask, to need
Adore me, and I will obey
Enfold me
Your heartbeat
My heartbeat
I am on fire
Enfold me
Now we are in flight

To see, to hold
To bask, to mold
Adore me and I will obey
I will obey

We ran for the train
Embracing as the train was leaving
On that fateful day
Your heartbeat
My heartbeat
I am on fire
Enfold me
Now we are in flight



Credits
Writer(s): Erika Batdorf, Richard Feren
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