Writings on the wall sandland- do not own anything but the idea
I've been here before
Robert walked down the steps to the UCOS office.
But always hit the floor
Robert looked across at the group of four; Sandra, Gerry, Brian and Jack. Tentatively he placed his hand on the door. Watching them.
I've spent a lifetime running, and I always get away.
Robert pushed open the door, smiling sadly as no-one looked up at his arrival.
But with you I'm feeling something that makes me want to stay.
Robert looked across at Sandra, deeply engrossed in their latest case. He smiled at her brow furrowing.
I'm prepared for this.
Robert placed his own file on the table beside the door
I never shoot to miss.
He loosened his tie.
But I feel like a storm is coming if I'm gonna make it through the day.
Gerry stood up with Jack as they suddenly saw Robert, attempting to block Sandra from him.
Then there's no more use in running, this is something I gotta face.
Robert coughed, running a hand through his hair he watched as Sandra stood up and moved away from the two men. Brian looked on in confusion.
If I risk it all
He took a deep breath as he slowly walked towards her.
Could you break my fall?
Sandra licked her lips.
How do I live? How do I breathe?
Robert gulped.
When you're not here I'm suffocating...
I want to feel love
Run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
Sandra nodded at him.
For you I have to risk it all.
Robert glided towards her and held her close as his kissed her.
Cause the writing's on the wall