You’re so tender and light,
Like an exhalation,
Pressed my face against the glass
Stared at the night haze.
A crumpled shirt,
A sound of heels,
Some lipstick on a cup,
A smell of your perfume.
I’m following your footprints.
Behind your back.
Following you.
Like a beast of prey,
Stepping on soft paws,
I’m following you,
Sensing your scent.
You’re not waiting for me,
But I’m still treading cautiously
On thin ice
In rain and frost.
I’m following your footprints.
Behind your back.
Following you.
If you happen to look back
By any chance,
You’ll learn a fearful mystery,
Catching my glance.
Don’t be afraid to lose the path,
Or crossing the dark woods.
Nothing happens to you
Cause I’m here.
I’m following your footprints.
Behind your back.
Following you.