To the days
that get longer with
each passing night
To the days
that are bland
with nothing to grace
To the years
that are meaningless
a strech of unquestionable time
To the moments
that go fading in and out
to the moments with out you
But here I stand
lights on arms open
still waiting for you
that get longer with
each passing night
To the days
that are bland
with nothing to grace
To the years
that are meaningless
a strech of unquestionable time
To the moments
that go fading in and out
to the moments with out you
But here I stand
lights on arms open
still waiting for you
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