the sun rises in the morning,
But as beautiful as it is,
i wish your face was,
the one i'd see.
I seat on the beach,
the breeze all over me,
but i wish your touch was
the one i'd feel.
not ftom a field of roses,
not the bride's bouquet,
i wish your scent was,
the one i'd smell.
you get up from bed,
leaving the warmth where you laid,
selfish, yes i am, for wish
here you stayed.