Face

That face ~ That face
That haunting face
From sleep I wake to pounding door
Stumbling across the floor
Fumbling latch ~ posture, I take
So sure am I to place
That face ~ That face
That haunting face

The tenant upstairs
Before me ~ dares
Pound the front door
At ten to four
I let him in ~ my face is grim
He climbs the stair
Without a care
Fumbling latch ~ haunting erased
Surely, I will miss
Your face...