The Waiting Bench

I left a whisper on the waiting bench
Where the shadows meet the amber light
There is a sudden thirst I need to quench
As you slowly step into the night
The autumn breeze is pulling at my coat
While the lanterns paint the quiet square
There is a little promise in my throat
And a heavy magic in the air
Can you feel the pulling of the tide
Drawing closer to the burning spark
There is nothing left for us to hide
Just the two of us against the dark
Meet me here upon the waiting bench
Where the quiet shadows intertwine
There is a sudden thirst I need to quench
Let me feel your fingers trace on mine
Pull me closer, do not let me go
Let the silent, hidden embers glow
I can feel the heat upon your skin
Every time you look across the room
This is where the quiet games begin
In the middle of the midnight bloom
Can you feel the pulling of the tide
Drawing closer to the burning spark
There is nothing left for us to hide
Just the two of us against the dark
Meet me here upon the waiting bench
Where the quiet shadows intertwine
There is a sudden thirst I need to quench
Let me feel your fingers trace on mine
Pull me closer, do not let me go
Let the silent, hidden embers glow
Meet me here upon the waiting bench
Where the sudden thirst I need to quench
Every shadow pulls me close to you
It is all that I was meant to do
Let the rushing of the moment blind
You know Sayed will never leave this night behind
I will whisper my devotion to the wind
And let this beautiful collision just begin
Meet me here upon the waiting bench
Where the quiet shadows intertwine
There is a sudden thirst I need to quench
Let me feel your fingers trace on mine