In the afternoon,
when work has passed,
and we're meeting at home again,
all she says is "hello"
and she's in my arms again.
When it's late in the eve,
and she hasn't come home,
when i'm waiting up pancing,
she walks in the door,
smiling and saying "hello"
i forget the time,
and forget the reason i was mad.
In the morning,
when, in the night,
she was kicking me,
and pushing me,
or wrapping her arms around me,
all while she's alseep,
and i'm awake,
in the morning her "hello"
is my coffie.
