You're coming home in a few short days
At long last it's to stay...

It's not that I'm not happy
And not really even depressed...

My heart has taught me many things
Throughout my days on this earth...

Why must there be a thing called hate
Why can't we all just live as one...

What I need right now
Is a soft place to fall...

I sit here at ninety-three
You are now ninety-five...

Who's to say what we might do
When love might pass our way...

Sitting here unblinking, staring, eyes glazed
Should be sleeping but in a befuddled daze...

In the pre-dawn hours
The stillness of the night...

I can't stop this flow of tears
they're falling down like rain...

I can't go to sleep just yet...
"nightdreaming" of your sweet voice...

The emotions I have deep inside
Are growing stronger every day...