I lay in my bed and think of you
I love you so much I don't know what to do
I feel your warmth at my side
The pain my heart moves to my eyes
So far away, yet so always so near
You are the reason I am still here


I wait at the times when we can talk
I wait at the time we can finally hold hands and walk
To feel you, for real, so close to me
The happiest person in the world is what you would make me

Your eyes shine like a million suns
You shine more brightly than anyone
Your smile so sweet, can't help but make me smile
It stops my world even for a little while
I wait at the times when my hand is in yours
To hear you say those three little words

There are still no words I can say to describe
My heart it aches and my eyes they cry
But when we talk my heart flies
You always wipe away the tears I cry

Even though you aren't here
And I miss you so much my dear
I'll love you forever and ever
I'll always love you my far away lover

I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves
whining, rearranging the disaligned.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my **** arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.

-c.o.s