Tonight we will meet,
But please be discreet!
Make sure no one is following you
down this very street.
I can see your lights.
My heart races with delight!
I look around no one is in sight.
"I'm sorry I have to lie."
As I wave to the window good-bye.
My heart has now begun to cry.
"Stop! I can not commit this crime."
I'm beginning to feel like slime.
I am no longer on cloud nine!
Up the fire escape to the top!
Through the window I drop.
And quietly into bed I flop.
To give yourself keeps yourself still,
And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.