Sleeping in bed next to nothing wishing you were here with me
How many times must I have the same dream?
How many times must I wake,
And taste the bitterness of reality?
So I keep wishing you were here with me
Wishing to feel the heat of your body,
the touch of your soft skin,
To stroke your back and hair
With tender loving care
To fall in love with you over and over again.
For you my lady, I can't stand
The distance between us
Call it desperation, Call it love
But I've had enough of being apart.
The phone calls ring untrue.
And emails won't do.
Until I'm with you,
I keep wishing, wanting and waiting
For the comfort I once knew.
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