Lucky

Bodies fighting feelings, fighting my response
Little fires in your fingertips
I wanted you
Talking, quiet moments in the wake of night
Sleepy kid, he held me in his arms
He loved me
Hope kept my windows closed
It was him and I, it often was
The time my life reserved for us
Still by my windowsill
Never before, never will be
In those days, I was lucky
Needle writing lyrics that he gave to me
We were sleepy kids with heavy hearts in daylight
Back off, you all told me to have faith in you
We all promised and we all backed out
We gave up
Hope kept my windows closed
It was him and I, it often was
The time my life reserved for us
Still by my windowsill
Never before, never will be
In those days, I was lucky