When you're dealt a hand you've never had,
Don't think its the worst, it may not seem so bad...

You're what I crave when I wake up each day.
I imagine our love and picture you holding me...

For you it breaks,
The pieces that you take...

To know that word is one of pain.
That your world as you know it will never be the...

Here I sit alone in the room.
How slowly I grew up here...

When will it be my turn to love?
When the tears are of joy...

I think about you every day,
Longing for a kiss or a touch...

Looking at you from over there,
Knowing there's so much I want to share...

Years of old lovers and tears gone by.
Allowing my feelings to be shown only to go ary...

With a tender hand,
Or a sweet kiss...

So many ways to talk to you,
But none of which I'm privey to...

Alone is fear and trembling.
Alone is tears and heartache...