It lies there

Down in the alley, where no one dares to walk
lies a small red box.
What the box contains, nobody knows,
But it lies there. Waiting.

Many have come, but they come and go.
No one has the time to see past
The outside of the small red box.
So it lies there. Waiting.

So appealing, so intriguing, so nice.
But that is all that anyone knows.
Because that is all the small red box shows…

Many have come, but they come and go.
Yet there are some who stay
To look a little closer at the small red box.
Still, it lies there. Waiting.

Down in the alley, where no one dares to walk
Lies a small red box.
And in it, my heart.
It lies there. Waiting.