Waiting

Strong arms writing a phrase
Trembling like the old scary days
I hear the sound of love
But still afraid it is so wrong.
So wrong to bleed my eyes
And never sleep the nights
Scared to pray for the love
The love I've been always waiting for.
It's true for the love I fear
And wait the breeze to be near
But finally to realize that it's a lie
A lie I shall never be able to hear
Though I may be weak again
Though I may never fall with another
I still sit on the wooden chair
I still see your face in the shinning moon.
Though it may be a false
Or it may be a truth
But I cannot sit and watch anything
Without thinking of you.
Dear lover, don't take me far
Do not take me to a place
A place I cannot feel a touch
Of living souls before I know decease.
Your pain surrounds my vein
Thy vein surrounds my neck
Kill me not my dear love
Kill me not under the rain.
God is crying tonight
Though I do not know why
But I grasp the clouds
To catch the heavens
And promise you for eternity
That wherever I would be,
To our infinity I would be waiting