Lying alone, in my cold empty room After we've said goodbye for the day - Hugging my pillow tight, wishing it were Warm and alive, wishing it was You by my side But it isn't. It can't ever be. It's still an object, and as an object is - Lifeless.
Oh, what a gap there is in the world When you are not by my side! And yet - should chance fly by - I could not come to see you. For I know - as the plane awaits on the runway - I could never let go of your hand And return to my Empty room.
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AngelRaz · Thu Dec 01, 2005 @ 07:16am · 3 Comments |