While looking around a lonely house Sitting inside its walls I think of you and wonder Will you return? But hope in me only persists Because I draw air in my lungs And I ain't dead yet Time will tell, I guess There is no delusional escape inside these walls Only a hope that you are at least okay Or once, for even a second, felt the same way The magic of life is being able to feel this Love isn't about happiness It's about loss and longing for perfect moments A laugh A hug A kiss Left in memories that never fade into the distance I can't help but take a walk and look at this lonely horizon and look for you While in town I see a car like yours Is that you? Please stalk me Stop me on the street and run with a big hug and passionate kiss and say the words I long to hear. I love you!! Alas, that fantasy keeps me But fairy tales never really happen I guess we are too broken for such magic But I can hope and blow a kiss into the wind I can light a candle and sit quietly in the empty spaces between fantasy and reality I will leave a light on in my soul Not because I expect it, but because I can't bear not to......
