
WAIT FOR ME
WRITTEN BY, DEBBIE FENNELL
THE DAYS ARE NOT THE SAME ANYMORE,
I STILL HAVEN’T PICKED YOUR BOWL,UP OFF THE FLOOR.
I HAVEN’T HAD THE HEART, TO PUT AWAY YOUR BED,
I CHOSE TO LEAVE THEM, THERE INSTEAD.
ALL THAT’S LEFT, IS THIS EMPTINESS INSIDE,
AND THE TEARS THAT FLOW, I CAN NOT HIDE.
I DON’T HEAR YOUR FOOTSTEPS, ANYMORE,
OR YOU RUNNING TO ME, WHEN I OPEN THE DOOR.
YOUR ASHES ARE IN A BOX, THAT SITS ON A SHELF,
WITH MEMORIES OF YOU, AND MYSELF.
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE, I ASKED GOD,
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TAKE, MY LITTLE DOG.
I KNEW IN MY HEART, THAT ONE DAY YOU WOULD GO,
AND YOU’D WAIT FOR ME, AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW.
BUT I WASN’T READY, WHEN YOU LEFT THAT DAY,
I THOUGHT WE STILL, HAD TIME TO PLAY.
I’D GIVE ANYTHING, TO HAVE YOU BACK AGAIN,
AND FOR THINGS TO BE, LIKE THEY WERE THEN.
BUT THAT WILL NEVER BE, AND THIS I KNOW,
SO PLEASE, WAIT FOR ME, AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW.
" YOU'LL BE IN MY HEART FOREVER,""
"
PENNY |
11, Sep 2007 |
Debbie Fennell |