Every step she took
It was fear
For what if she woke up
To hear that he had killed himself
While she lay dreaming her silly dreams
Every breath she breathed
It was fear
For what if she woke up
To find her roommate
Unexpectedly dead
Every corner she turned
It was fear
For what if she woke up
To learn that
They had all just dropped dead
Every step she took
Every breath she breathed
Every corner she turned
It was death.
She searched and searched for it everywhere
Deep into the woods
She walked
But it wasn't there
She searched and searched for it everywhere
Through the hot summers
Through the cold winters
But it wasn't there
She searched and searched for it everywhere
"Have you seen love?"
She asked the strangers
But it wasn't there
She searched and searched for it everywhere
In the garden she looked
And found something alike in there
It was feeding the ducks; her temporary happiness
For love lay in only her heart
On a sunny Friday morning
They stole glances, at a library
They held the other's favorite author
But spoke not a word
And walked home silently
"Perfect" is all they thought
On a cloudy Sunday afternoon
They met again, at the library
They liked the same books
And the same movies
They exchanged numbers
And walked home with a smile
On a stormy Monday evening
They fought
As opinions clashed
They went home sobbing
And that was that
They were just as different
As they were similar
He had watched the house for days
And, this was his chance
In the silence of the night
He leaped over the gate and crept through the garden
Not seeing her yet
In a building nearby
She sat at the window
Her long hair let loose
With coffee in her hands
Deep in a thought
She heard a noise
And turned to see
There he was, walking through the garden
And that is how the robber was caught by an insomniac
