The Visit

I saw you and my thoughts were unkind I wanted you so bad that I was out of my mind Deciding that the feelings were true So I picked a day to go see you And it's down your street I drove Eyes wide open like a scared little doe As my knees almost caved One last look in the mirror I gave And my finger bent as I rang your bell My mind was racing in a temporary hell I leaned over kind of in a craze or a magnificent daze For these were the directions you gave Maybe I could see you a different time The relief made me want to lie there maybe die there Immediately prepared to become your slave If and when for any time you gave And as I began to hate The crack around the door gave And standing there looking so great My emotions swelled my efforts had been paid I whispered, "So how are you?" You answered, "Good, so how about you?" We both instantly knew It was the love shinning through