I pray for the sun not to rise,
the light will come and burn my eyes.
Its time they say to face the day,
i seem to stand and walk away.
Nothing but wondering is all I do,
even the job i have holds nothing true.
I stand and wait for a human embrace,
so i close my eyes to see your face.
My home is where it seems to end,
and that longing for that loving friend.
Know one around for me to see,
my home is empty there's only me.
I walk around there's empty room,
the unwanted passion seems to loom.
The night air in the town below,
feels so cold like an icy snow.
