At times in life, when I stop distressed,
To find my wounds, lying undressed;
And pain is all that I can feel,
With no one around, to get me to heal.
At times in life, when I do tire,
Whose company do I admire?
I search in vain, for a lap to lie,
If not that, just a shoulder to cry.
At times in life, whom do I blame?
When fate plays a nasty game.
Best friends turn bitter foes,
And leave behind a string of throes.
At times in life, when everything's good,
I'm enjoying good wine and delicious food.
Just when I have, forgotten to cry,
With whom do I share this ample joy?
At times in life, when I'm trudging along,
With no one to whom I can belong;
I need nothing, but love that's true,
Which is why I am, in search of you!
Missing you is my hobby;
Caring for you is my job;
Making you happy is my duty;
And loving you is my life!
I miss you after all these years
My eyes are always filled with tears
Being so far away from me
Mysery will be so near to me
Living alone without you in this life
Is much more painful than being stabbed with a knife
Where are you honey?
My heart is filled with pain and agony
Come back to me, I can't take it anymore
I'll always be waiting for you on the front door.