To wait , to listen
For nothing to come
The lost and empty feeling
that times come and gone.


To wait, to listen
For the steps to be heard
The cry of a small child
I remember every word.


To wait , to listen
To hear the voice
see the smile
to touch you again
I'll have to wait a long while.
To wait turns to to late
and we come to see

To late to listen
to the words said before
'I'll be back again to see you once more".
The time is gone
what little we have we will cherish
forever on...


To wait to see you
To listen once again
Who would've thought this would be the end?
Who would've thought I'd lose my best friend?



Written By :Angela Hibbard