I waited each night,
by the window
in the moonlight,
for you to come home,
and tuck me in tight.
I waited, and waited,
putting up quite a fight,
because I refused
to believe my daddy
would leave me in fright.
Mommy would come in,
and kiss me goodnight.
She would tell me,
my daddy loves me,
but he's not
coming home tonight.
I waited, and waited,
until a quarter
past midnight.
That's when I realized,
mommy was right.

It was half past nine,
as I searched for a sign,
hoping that someday
you would become mine.
I gazed at the skyline,
and prayed for the divine,
to send you a countersign
that would detonate the mine.
I'm hoping these words
creep up your spine,
and rest lightly upon
your loving mind.
My darling,
believe me when
I speak these lines,
you are as fine,
as dandelion wine.

My great grandmother,
passed away 10 years ago,
but last night,
she stood at my bedside.
She told me the story,
of the beautiful butterfly,
who feared to fly.  
She told me,
this butterfly was beautiful,
much more than the rest.
Her wings shone of gold,
with a deep silver hue.
She was so beautiful,
but she always wept.
She feared,
her wings were broken.
Then came the day,
when she looked
towards the sky,
only to see the
rest of the butterflies
begin to fly.
That's when she realized,
now was her time.
She stretched out her wings,
and leapt off the vine.
She fluttered her wings,
and was lost to the sky.
She had faith in herself,
and her wings
carried her just fine.

The rain is falling,
and the skies are gray.
That's not how it was
when we woke up.
This morning,
the sun was shining,
and you were smiling.
Then the rain came,
and washed that smile
right off your face.
Now,
the clouds are here,
and where we stand,
remains unclear.
Now,
the sun is hiding,
and the rain is falling.
Your smile is gone,
and my eyes are crying,
and I can't tell
the difference
between my tears,
and the rain falling.
Maybe,
that's because they
are one in the same.

My heart is your heart.
Your heart is my heart.
From adoration,
to a lifelong friendship.
From devotion,
to a tender emotion.
This love
was made for you and me.
As I walked,
this lonely highway.
I saw your face
in the sky above.
I looked beside me,
and saw you standing.
You were smiling,
and all around me,
your voice was calling.
This love
was made for you and me.

I could hear
the angels sing
as I stood upon
the mountain top.
I looked
to the land below.
Then to
the heaven's above.
I swear
in that moment,
I believed in God.