I hear the thunder outside,
dark sky illuminated by candle light,
train goes through town,
I find sleep taking me away.
Can you hear me call out for you?
Call to you to come to me?
I long to linger with you.
Dreams fill me,
I wish you would fill me again,
dreams are all I have
now I’m here on my own.
I pretend to be strong,
holding out hope for love to be,
waiting for you to come into my life.
I wake to this room,
empty and alone,
rain clouds gone
and the pain of what I’ve never had
clings to me.
Can love be true?
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