Forgive Me, Father

In the midnight window,
I see her face.
In the moonlit hour
There's a feeling
I can't quite trace.

Longing after so long,
I search something slithering so.
It can't be wrong --
It won't be wrong.

They tell me you're taken,
They tell me you're his;
I refuse to be easily shaken:
You'll be mine, Liz
All mine, Liz.
Just like that:
And that's just that.

Do you love me?
(If you really loved me)
Do you even care?
I loved you,
You left me.
You shoved me,
I pushed you
Away

In the summer sweat,
I place my fate in yours.
I'll wager any bet
That you'll be mine,
All mine,
My sweet, sleeping Liz.
You sure won't be his..
When I'm through.