Staring Out The Window

I stare out the window thinking about you every night,
waiting for you to come back to me,
and make everything all right.

I want things to get better for us but our love is turning into dust,
How can there be love in life,
If you first do not have the trust.

I stare out the window wondering if things could work out,
But then I think of all the times we fought about trust
and I tell myself “no” without a doubt.

No matter where I am throughout the day I think of you,
Thinking of somebody taking my place by your side
And hoping that don’t come true.

I stare out the window and think of the first day we met,
Right then and there I thought my life was set.
I remember the way you smile and laugh which knocked me off me feet,
And I can remember every time I came around you,
You made my heart skip a beat.

Me and you had a relationship which no one else said could be
we make it through 11 months of fights about trust which I thought I’d never see.
I stare out the window thinking abut you every night,
Waiting to tell you that it would be better off if we keep things the way they are,
Because working things out just does not feel right.

© Bobby Brownlie 2004