Why, must I be so.
So, in many ways, alone.
Alone I am waiting,
Waiting for the day.
To meet you.
Why must we be so,
Oh so far away;
From each other.
I have nothing, except the patience,
To wait for you.
Why must she do this?
She, has left me nothing.
She has taken everything but my dying word.
But, she didn't take me.
So, I wait.
Waiting, Waiting.
In the rain,
Snow,
Hail,
Lightning,
Hurricanes,
Tornadoes,
Life.
Why, you might ask.
Do I wait for a girl, that stole my life.
Why must I be so,
Why must she be so.
Well, I wait so,
Because it never happened.
She is but a mystery.
And I, left in mystery.
The day we meet, will be the end of this life.
And the beginning of a new.
A life, with you.
And a life, without worry.
A life, to live.
A life full of love.
A life, with you.
