Wondering How To Get Back Home To You
 

Here I am standing in the pouring rain.
Crying loudly out your name,
Wishing you were here.

It's so cold, and I just don't know what to do,
I just can't help but to be so blue....
Cause I can't get over you.

This empty bed, I'm sleeping in it all alone,
This pillow it just refuses, it hasn't shown,...
Any lingering shadows of you.

I lying here, I hear the whispers of the wind,
The empty shadow, they begin to bend,...
Where He used to lay.

I close my eyes, and try falling into a long, deep sleep,
But Your memory just won't let me sleep a wink,...
Cause I'm always laying here thinking about you.

I'm laying here listening to the blowing wind,
Wishing you was here again,...
Wondering what to do.

Yes, I'm laying here, listening to the blowing wind,
Wondering how to get back home to you.

July 01, 2006

Poem © by Penny Waterloo

Midi playing:  Endless Love

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