TENSION

One heart hanging on a bed post

     waiting patiently for its match

Two eyes open and watching

     just in case it cracks

Three A.M. inside the mirror

     still one face reflected

Four hours until sunrise

     but the sun will not protect us

Five paces from your window

    Six stories from the ground

Seven excuses in your mind

     why I'm nowhere to be found

Eight more reasons to say good-bye

     Nine if you count the pain

But my ten fingers on your face

     are ten more reasons to stay

Nine different ways for me to smile

     and eight of them are you

The seven chances you promised me

     now six of them are used

Five cars passing by

     but none of them were mine

Four stars left to wish upon

     but three were satellites

In two seconds you'll lock the door

     and close up all the shades

But in one moment, you'll hear one voice

     "I'm sorry I made you wait."