As the Days Pass By

As the days pass by

As the days slowly drift by
i wait aimlessly for the days to get better
i wait for the sound of his voice
the touch of his skin
his beauty so remarkable
his gaze and sweet smell

i sit in my bed and wonder
in deep thought and agony
i whisper sad or happy songs to myself
to pass each awaking day

his voice travels to me
promising one day that lovely day will come
he tells me he loves me
and never to worry
as much as he hates the wait
he says its not fair
but he will wait for me
as long as im waiting for him

and i always will
i'll be dreaming about him
ill be thinking about him
waiting for that day i see him
ill always be deeply in love
with that man named mike