I heard your footsteps outside my door.
I heard a slight pause as you reached it.

Were you looking for me?
I knew it was you, I'm not sure how;

A girls intuition I suppose.
I felt a shiver down my spine.

I heard your footsteps walking by my door;
I heard a slight pause as you reached it.
Were you looking for me?

I heard you breathe as if your were going to knock

-- but you sighed and kept walking.
I would let you in if you would only ask.
It would be so wonderful to share my thoughts with you.

I keep waiting.
Should I open the door first?

I heard your footsteps outside my door again today.
There was a cool breeze blowing the soft scent of your flesh to me.
I made no move to let you in, hoping you would be the one to open the door.

I heard you pause;
But then, as a thousand times before, you walked on.
Are you looking for me?

Your presence brings warmth to the chill that wraps itself around my heart.

What are you waiting for?
Are you wondering if you will find what you are looking for?
I cannot open the door, you must.
I need you to let the cold out.

I listened for your footsteps today --
I cannot hear them anymore.

I listened for your footsteps today --
I cannot hear them anymore.

I listened for your footsteps today --
I cannot hear them anymore.

I listened for your footsteps today --
I cannot hear them anymore.