I face the
day again
Against the window pane.
I remain your closest friend,
And wish you back again.
You wonder how I feel;
You think you致e pushed too far.
If only you could see this pen
Scribbling down my heart.
I値l be
waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But I値l be waiting,
And when I finally see you come,
I値l run when I see you--
I値l meet you.
But
still the days drag on.
Why did you decide to go?
Did you only need to see
What only time can show?
I値l be
waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But I値l be waiting,
And when I finally see you come,
I値l run when I see you.
And even
if
You never do return,
Still I will have learned
How to love you better.
I値l be
waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But I値l be waiting,
And when I finally see you come,
I値l run to meet you.
I値l be
waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
I値l be waiting,
And when I finally see you come,
I値l run to meet you. |
