The Window

through it, we gazed the sky U counted stars, and I wondered why With the wind that blew on our face and that occasional heaven's grace that soaked us up and gave some joy like a little girl with a priceless toy we both were drenched like handcuffed it was just rain but i took it love through it, I see nothing now A curtain stands there somehow the wind blows it towards me and what I miss it reminds me crazy sounds, it makes at night the wind pokes through my fright Forever, was the word we used even when heavily bruised And now they laugh as we pretend To have foreseen the end But I'm here now, with the window In this clear night And the harsh blow The window still stands, for me Against the wind Through hard times, we couldn't last But the window It's still not shattered, though made of glass