It's happening  Night after night  And not that it's wrong  It's alright  In spite of the  Meal that we throw  They sit on the wall  And they know  That hunger is not  What they fear  As long as  Each other is near  They're a part of  The whispering air  And we secretly  Want them  To be there  Se there shape  Silhouette  That they make  Peppered stars  Hang behind  Shadow love  That could be mine  Up in the window above  Somebody's push  Came to shove  I cover my eyes  And i pray  The whistling fist  Goes away  And hunger is not  What she fears  As long as he  Doesn't come near  They're a part of  The whispering air  And she secretly  Wants him  To be there