The Bedroom

Candles flicker against your bedroom walls
You love the mood it makes once the curtain's drawn
I hear your records play through my wall next door
I lay like you across the floor

Can you please call out
I am alone like you, alone with nothing to do
And I promise, I won’t make a sound
Just want to lie with you
In your bedroom

Rain falls hard on those Friday nights
I’m bathed in orange under the street lamp light
From down here I see your window sill
From down here I watch you still

Can you please look down?
I am out here for you, soaked to the bone for you
I need you to warm up my soul
Take me up there
To your bedroom