I wake up and reach for you,
And you are not there.
I talk to you about it.
But it seems like you still don't care.
If I sit here and wait,
Will you soon be there?
Or am I just wasting time,
And all my care
Are you going to be there?
When you are downstairs,
I sit here and cry at night.
Do you hear my tears?
Do you really listen to my fears?
You say that you love me.
But sometimes that is not enough.
Why does life have to be so rough?
I know I can be tough.
I try to be strong,
But I feel like I am always wrong
