[ROBERT]

A little twinge

A little shock

A little whisper at the bottom of your memory

A sudden wind

A gentle knock

And then a rustle in the leaves

You hold your breath

You check the lock

You reassure yourself that nothing’s at the window

But you’re wondering

You’re wondering

You’re wondering what that was

Nothing’s gonna happen

You turn a key

You flip a switch

You settle back into the blissful unfamiliar

You close your eyes

But there’s an itch

A little hurt your heart retrieves

But you ignore

The tiny twitch

Pretend the feeling will be gone before the morning

But you’re wondering

You’re wondering

You’re wondering where you are

Nothing’s gonna happen

Nothing’s gonna happen

But wouldn’t it be fine to share

The weather in her eyes, her hair

Her footsteps as she climbs the stair

The shadow in her light?

But everything you know is true

And everything you want to do

And everything that makes you you

Collides against the night

And nothing’s black and white

And you’re wondering

You’re wondering

You’re wondering what to do

You’re wondering

You’re wondering

You’re wondering if it’s true

Nothing’s gonna happen

Nothing has to happen