I can hear your:

Every move,

Every whisper,

Every thought'¦

But you don't know that,

as you creep amongst the roses,

your eyes glinting

with anticipation

for the night's spoils'¦

But I can hear you.

I know you're sneaking,

Over the fence, past

My bedroom window.

You see something,

The beast awaken;

Black and fury'¦

You see the:

Red tongue

White teeth'¦

Turn and run, little man.

Past my window,

Over the fence,

And through the roses.

Even in my sleep, I can still

Hear your; every move

Every whisper, every thought.

You see,

I can hear you, Sir Thief.