When I close my eyes I see her
Never to touch her.
Never to touch her. ...Never to keep her
Every day I lie in wait for the one I love to turn her eyes to me.
I anticipate the day she will come running to me.
But I fear that day will never come
If ever I dream, I dream of her
Does she dream for me?
Or am I showing emotion to something that can never show it back
I stare at the ceiling and all I can see is her