Jul 28, 2005 21:50
i can't help hoping
that every time i can't find you
every time you don't answer
every time you don't don't reply
you're standing on my door step
with nothing but a dozen suitcases,
holding everything you've ever owned.
i can't help praying
(which i never do except for you) that
every time i'm breaking down
every time i'm tearing myself apart
you're standing 3 feet behind me
with nothing but your arms open wide,
ready for the weight of my inhibitions.
i can't help thinking
that every time i want to be with you
every time i say your name
every time i hear you say mine
you are wondering where i am
with nothing but a smile on your face,
knowing we're loving each other at the same time.