COMING HOME

When are you coming home so you will be in my arms?

I miss you each day as you set off my alarms,

You’re sweet and pure with silky long brown hair,

As I hope to see you while I say a prayer.

 

When are you going to call out my name?

I miss you as life is not just the same,

Life has no sparkles and begins to fade,

Come back and kiss me near the cascades.

 

How much longer is this going to take?

I’m restless as my heart starts to break,

I miss the glow and that wonderful smile,

What’s taking so long with this secret file?

 

When are you going to open the door?

To tell me you’re never going to leave no more,

Years have gone by and so many cries,

You’re everything and it’s not worth any prize.

 

You’re my crown and my wooden stool,

My life kit which I would break any rule,

You lift me up when I have a bad day,

I’ll sacrifice and give up my annual pay.

 

So I can taste your lips and look into your eyes,

Hear you breath above the colourful skies,

Feel your heartbeat and hold your hand,

Climb the highest mountain in the new lands.

 

When is this all coming to an end?

I have no idea if where just around the bend,

I know for one thing that I love you,

A memory is all that I have too.